From Beyond The Grave

I assume most people do not believe in ghosts, or spirits, that once we die, that is it; nothing else happens. I at one point was a skeptic, until I had a couple of eye-opening experiences. The first happened when I was 16 years old and my grandmother passed away.

My grandmother was my rock, we had an unbreakable relationship, so when she passed I was devasted, I was sitting one night late watching television, I suddenly got a warmth surrounding me, and then the smell of flowers, it was almost surreal, I felt a light touch on my shoulder and the hair on the back of my neck stood up, needless to say, I was extremely freaked out, and jumped up and ran into my grandfather's room, I jumped into bed with him, obviously, he awoke startled and asked me what was wrong, I told him what happened, and he simply said to me, "Why would you be afraid of your grandmother? She would never do anything to hurt you." I sat there for a second dumbfounded, and the only thing that could come to my mind was I was scared. He brushed me off and told me to go to bed, that she would never visit again because she wouldn't want to scare you. And to a certain extent, he was correct, I never had a waking experience with my grandmother again, but she often visited me in dreams. In fact, I still to this day have visits from my grandmother, and she's been gone now for over 30 years.

Now not all visits are warmth and flowers, and I soon figured that out when a very dear friend and a man that at one point was the love of my life passed away suddenly and at a very young age. His name was Brian, I had known him since I was 14 years old, he wasn't always a friend, but I had always had a crush on him, we reconnected later in life, and he made a real effort to be apart of my life, unfortunately at the time of us reconnecting, I was dating a guy that I really liked a lot, and Brian wasn't on that pedestal anymore, I guess I also was too prideful and didn't want to just give in to his advances so quickly, I did not want to appear to be easy. Shortly after our encounter he ended up getting married, I often wonder what would've happened had I given in, would I have been the one he married? It also did not help that the guy I blew him off for ended up leaving me for another girl. Well once again a few years passed, and Brian and I's path once again crossed, the last time around didn't go much better, I once again was in a new relationship this time a lot more serious, and his marriage had come to an end, he once again tried to be apart of my life, I did manage to get closer to him, and seriously considered ending my relationship for him, I don't know if it would've changed the outcome, or if I would've just been even more of a bumbling mess, I remember when I found out Brian had passed, I almost did not believe it. I stood in shock, and then I got angry.

When Brian visited me, and although I do not know for a fact it was him, I had a medium tell me it was, and when I spoke to a couple of close friends about it, they actually looked at me sideways that I questioned if it was him. I remember it was the Saturday following his death, I was laying in bed watching television, I had my eyes closed, but could still hear the TV, now before I go any further Brian died in November, and living in New England it is safe to say I did not have a window open, nor did I have an AC or fan going, in fact, the closest window to me, was literally blocked by a dresser, well anyways, I was laying in bed, and listening to the TV, suddenly I felt this artic cold air on my face, like a constant blowing, and I was unable to move, I felt like I was being held down, it scared me so much that I couldn't even sleep the rest of the night. Thank god it was a Saturday and I did not need to work the next day, I was so startled and confused, I did not really know what to think, but no it did not stop there, another occurrence took place about a week and a half later, this time it was more brazen, I was once again laying in bed, this time my back was facing the window, once again I had a constant cold breeze on my face, and then I felt someone get into bed behind me, it was so obvious that I actually moved further on the bed, I heard a faint murmuring, and I do not know if I said it in my head or out loud, but I said "I can't hear you." then suddenly a voice clear as day said, "shh, relax, it's just me." Well needless to say my eye's shot open, and I was unable to move, I saw a figure kneeling on the side of the bed, and when I blinked, the figure shot into the ceiling in a burst of light. I know at this point it should've been crystal clear, but just in case I needed another sign, he visited me again. This time I had fallen asleep on the couch, I felt someone crawl on the couch behind me, I felt them hold my hand, and then proceed to trace the side of my body with their hand, I quickly grabbed their hand and brought it back down to my side, and then I realized there wasn't anyone who was supposed to be there, I opened my eyes, heard a knock on my coffee table, and then everything went back to normal.

The last incident made me run to Salem to have a reading, the medium told me that my friend who had recently passed was the person visiting me, and they were angry that they had never had the opportunity to be in a relationship with me, and they were trying to do it from beyond the grave, and that I needed to send him to the light, I will honestly tell you I did not want to, I enjoyed my visits from Brian, and unfortunately, I never had another one, I still think about him daily, and still, wish he would come back and visit me again, At the same time, any time someone that I know dies, I get super uncomfortable, because I know that visits do happen, I have experienced them, in fact the ex I told you about earlier in the story, the one who left me for another girl, he recently got killed in a car accident with that very girl, I was half expecting him to come visit for the simple fact of what he told me a little while before he died, but I guess she still has complete control over him even in the afterlife, because I have had no experiences with him at all. I know before he passed he had told me he wasn't overly happy with the choices that he made, and I know the both of them had new problems that began shortly after their relationship began, the only thing I can hope is he finally found his happiness.

So does anyone have experiences with the afterlife? Is it more prominent than it's led to believe? I completely believe loved ones visit once they have parted, and it actually gives me a positive outlook on death, I use to be afraid to die, but now I am not, it's not that I am ready to, I still have so much I want to do, I at least know that I have some beautiful people waiting for me on the other side, and that gives me a sense of peace.