Hello everyone,
I wanted to post this to see other people's thoughts.
When I was about 4 or 5 my family took me to see my grandmother. I was a shy kid, but i felt extremely at ease there. When she took us around the house i saw a picture of my grandfather who had passed away in 1995, a little under a year before i was born. I told my parents as well as my grandmother I remember meeting him. They of course brushed it off and told me that it wasn't possible and that I never met him. But I could remember in extreme detail what he had told me how he was acting and even what he was wearing. It was a really bright space, almost like a void. He told me that he could no longer protect my family and that in the future I would need to carry on and inherite providing for them, guiding them in the right direction. He had on what looked like an old suit with a tie. I remember looking up at him and promising that I would do everything in my power to honor his wishes. He then said to me that I had to go now but we would see each other again soon he put his hand on my head and brushed back my hair. When I let my parents know my father and grandmother started to cry. They said that what I described was his favorite suit, but the thing that had gotten to then the most was that the way he had brushed my hair back was the exact way he would do to my father at a young age. I still remember it very well but still can't explain what it was. All I know is he was extremely kind and gave me a smile before saying goodbye.
I wanted to post this to see other people's thoughts.
When I was about 4 or 5 my family took me to see my grandmother. I was a shy kid, but i felt extremely at ease there. When she took us around the house i saw a picture of my grandfather who had passed away in 1995, a little under a year before i was born. I told my parents as well as my grandmother I remember meeting him. They of course brushed it off and told me that it wasn't possible and that I never met him. But I could remember in extreme detail what he had told me how he was acting and even what he was wearing. It was a really bright space, almost like a void. He told me that he could no longer protect my family and that in the future I would need to carry on and inherite providing for them, guiding them in the right direction. He had on what looked like an old suit with a tie. I remember looking up at him and promising that I would do everything in my power to honor his wishes. He then said to me that I had to go now but we would see each other again soon he put his hand on my head and brushed back my hair. When I let my parents know my father and grandmother started to cry. They said that what I described was his favorite suit, but the thing that had gotten to then the most was that the way he had brushed my hair back was the exact way he would do to my father at a young age. I still remember it very well but still can't explain what it was. All I know is he was extremely kind and gave me a smile before saying goodbye.
