briella819 Thread

When I was about 6 my grandmother passed. Afterwards my mother would frequently find me sitting at the foot of my bed at night talking to thin air. I remember a vaguely human shaped glow that I instinctively knew was my grandmother standing in my door way each night but none of the conversations. I have seen this same figure several times since (even though we had moved several times), usually around the time of an important life event. I.e. shortly after each of my siblings were born