I feel SO good right now - Grandpa is visiting me!

[blackroseivy]

When I was in school once, many moons ago now, I was working on a painting - & suddenly, I just KNEW he was standing behind me... Kinda a "whiff" of him, anyone know what I mean?

Today I was at my computer just typing, & suddenly that same feeling came over me.

Well, I just brought his old projector (circa 1950's) back to my place because I had slides taken for my portfolio for applying to an MFA program, & I need to check them before I send them.

I suddenly remembered that I had that behind me, & it was - well, not eerie, just warm & nice to think he was here for a second...

He seems interested in my artistic progress. He taught me how to draw horses when I was quite small.

Just thought I'd share a nice moment... :lilangel:

[Lady_Door]

That's refreshing to hear. ^_^
My grandfather and great grandfather visit me on occasion.

[Sequoia]

Interesting...

When I was a kid, I owned an old jacket that had belonged to my late grandfather. I used to like to think that he was keeping an eye on me when I wore it. No idea if he actually was or not.

[Myzterio]

I have a similar sort of thing... Each holiday in Eastern Europe, mostly Czech Republic, Slovakia, etc., I try to go out and eat some trout (yay, yummy! :P) in a restaurant with my mother. Sometimes several times over the course of the holiday... And at least once every holiday there, while I'm eating trout, a song comes up on the restaurant radio: Queen - 'Who Wants To Live Forever', the song they played at my uncle's cremation - every time it feels like he's saying he agrees with us, that we're doing the right thing.

Somehow, I find that kind of creepy, because I'm far too skeptical to believe things like that - not because I want to be, but because I am. And on the other hand, I can feel there's something else out there. Very confusing, as you can probably understand. But things like this, they're just great. I hope it keeps up :)

[Lunacie]

I had a few visits from my mother after her death from cancer, and it made me feel very good. The first time was almost like a dream but I wasn't asleep. After that I don't know exactly how I knew she was there, but I was just aware of her somehow.

About five years later my ex died of a massive heart attack (we had been divorced just one year). He has visited me many times. Besides feeling him or being aware of him, I also get a "whiff". He had the worst breath - a combination of not going to the dentist and being a smoker - and that is a smell I will always be able to recognize. I've laughed about it many times, others notice a visitor by the smell of their perfume or pipe tobacco but what do I get? Halitosis!

[blackroseivy]

Oh ICKY-POO!!!! :p

I just have this sort of a warm hint of his scent - not an aftershave or anything like that, it's more how his clothes smelled. I think that there was a touch of mothball in there, among other things...

While we are on the subject, I had a dear friend pass on 2 years ago just before Thanksgiving. I have a hand-made "Ouija" board; it glows in the dark, & it includes such things as punctuation (hehe). It works with me like a keyboard almost - & when I pick it up, she is right there, sounding - "reading" - just as she always sounded! She was Hungarian & old-fashioned (she passed at the age of 76, not old enough) & was slightly formal in her speech, definitely European with a soft accent. How I miss her!

:sniffsnif

She's the 1st death I have ever had outside immediate family that has impacted me this much - & I haven't had one at all since Grandpa died when I was still a teenager...

So, every once in a while (knowing that too much of this good thing is NOT such a good thing, & also it is very wearying to talk to someone this way at any rate, even when it works easily), there she will be with her usual advice for me.

I could try for Grandpa, too - & my grandmother, who died when I was just tiny - 4...

Well, perhaps that's another thread, ay? ;)