In January of 2003 my husband lost his father by death due
to a long illness. My three children, husband and I were
living in a trailer park. I must mention first that my
father-in-law and I never saw eye to eye on a regular basis.
In some form or fashion we were always bumping heads.
Anyway the last argument we had when he was in better
health was real bad and it got ugly. Later it was never any
apologies from either of us, we just kind of went along
with the flow for the next four to five months.
The night before dad's funeral I was woken by a noise. I woke up
and standing there at the glass bathroom door was my
father-in-law. He said "Wanda, I know you and I have our
times, you and I are alike in ways. Even though I never have
said it, I would like to now. I've always deep down loved you
as you were my own, take care of my son." Then he gave me
one more look and he disappeared. Well, in April of the same
year my husband's mother died due to a massive stroke at
the age of 52. Her dying was unexpected and unbelievable.
Mom was everything you could want in a mother-in-law. I had
it. Two nights before mom's burial she came to my husband in
the attire she was to be buried in. See my husband has been and still is labelled as the black sheep, so when all the
arrangements for all his close loved ones occurred he had no part in it.
From that night on I would see mom here and
there throughout the trailer or I would feel her presence.
In November 2003 believe it or not my husband's brother and
wife died in a car accident coming home for the holidays.
That took him to almost the end of reality. We moved in
January 2004 to a brick home and yes the spirits went with
us. It may sound strange but the only one that I feel the
most is my mother-in-law. I assume it's like that due to me
having been so close to her she was the mom I wished my
Even now as my family and I continue to deal
with our losses each day, one of us makes a mention of this
strange feeling or incident that has occurred dealing with
our lost loved ones. I've heard from others that when
people die that's it and there's no paranormal but I
strongly disagree. I've experienced more and still do as I write