Sometimes I think I was either dreaming it or it was all
my imagination but it was so real. My husband's father had
been deceased for about three months or so, we did not get a
chance to attend the funeral as he lived in Mexico.
Our daughter was too young to remember him but several
months after his passing she started playing with "The old
man" has she called him. She would spend many afternoons
talking eating and watching movies with 'him' in her room.
It kind of bothered me but I just let it go.
My husband travels a lot so we spend many nights alone. On
this particular night I was up like always watching TV this
was around 1 or 1:30 am.
I can remember it like it was yesterday, I felt this tapping
on my shoulder and I could hear in a whisper, "Check the
front door!" I thought I was feeling and hearing things and
I just ignored it, went back to watching TV. But still I
got up to check on the baby, she was sound asleep. Not even
five minutes later I felt this horrible pushing on my right
shoulder and the voice said once more "ĦĦMaria, check the
front door!!!" It scared me so much that I jumped up from
the bed went around the house turned on all the lights and
then I came to the front door and the front door was half
I could not go back to sleep that night! When I told my
husband he just looked at me and told me what had happened
to him before he left on his trip. We had been going
through some hard financial situation and he said that while
he sat at the kitchen table he was thinking of his dad and
how he had not said goodbye and how he was able to make
things meet with seven kids. He says he said help me, just
at that moment he said that he felt a tight squeeze on his
shoulder. He felt scared but at the same time such
calmness. He never said any thing to me until I told him
what had happened to me that weekend.
I want to believe that it was his father keeping an eye out
for his son and his family.