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<blockquote data-quote="Hound dog" data-source="post: 387808" data-attributes="member: 84"><p>Jena, you're not losing it. Now don't you feel better?</p><p></p><p>There is far more to this world of ours than can ever be explained. The very young usually accept it as just a part of the world, but our society teaches us to be afraid of such unusual experiences or that the person is a bit "off".......it's as we grow older that our views change.</p><p></p><p>My grandmother (the one who raised me) died of cancer right before my 17th birthday. But months and months before that she'd been diagnosed with the massive tumor surrounding her kidney. Docs knew chemo wouldn't work but decided to attempt to cut the size of the tumor down in order to give her both comfort and a bit longer to live. The night after she had had the surgery (she was doing fine when we left the hospital) I had a dream that I remember as if I had it yesterday. In the dream I was once again a little girl. I know because gramma stood 4'8" in heels and even at 4'11" I looked down at her for years. lol </p><p></p><p>I was holding her hand and she took me into a huge very old fashioned house. Now this part is going to sound "off" to most, but the house smelled like death. (yes death has a smell, don't ask me to explain it cuz I can't) So I got scared and kept asking her why we were here. She just smiled and said she had people she needed me to meet. So in the house we go from room to room. The rooms are very cozy. (think homey old farmhouse) They're also filled with people young and old. As we approach each person grandma tells me their name and her relationship with them. I know this is important to remember. This went on a long time. There were generations of people in the house.</p><p></p><p>Then I woke suddenly as it hit me what it meant. She was on the brink of death or dying and she was showing me that where she was going was both a very nice place and her family was waiting for her there, that I had not reason to be afraid or to feel bad for her.</p><p></p><p>Ten seconds later the phone was ringing. I heard my Mom answer it. (thin walls) I was out of bed and dressed so fast you'd have thought the house was on fire. I found her standing outside my bedroom door when I opened it and I told her grandma was dying we had to get to the hospital now! She looked at me like she'd seen a ghost. lol</p><p></p><p>So we get to the hospital. Grandma had been put in ICU simply due to age because the staff would watch her better. Well, seems nurse (years and years experience) heard grandma calling out for someone to stop the organ music because it was driving her nuts.........and to tell Jesus who was standing at the foot of her bed to go away, she wasn't ready yet. Nurses everywhere know when a patient talks that way to pay attention. So she did vitals ect.......and grandma was in serious shape, almost no b/p ect. Grandma was awake when we got there......she smiled at me and said I knew you would come, I told him he had to wait I wasn't ready. Nurse took her vitals about 5 mins after we got there and they were stable and near normal again. She passed away 9 months later.</p><p></p><p>My stepdad died (he was my daddy in all respects). husband and I went back home for the funeral. My cousin Darren (notice the name) was home from the army. Darren and I were more like brother and sister than cousins. And he's the reason I met husband. So we arranged to go out with him and his fiance after the furneral, we were to meet at my aunts house. We get back to my Mom's to change clothes and the phone rings. I instantly know that Darren is dead. I race out of the bedroom (clear on the other end of the house) and into the kitchen, I reach it as Mom is hanging up the phone. She starts to open her mouth and I blurt out that Darren is dead. All the color drained from her face and her eyes got enormous. (yes, I scare the hades out of my Mom on a reg basis lol)</p><p></p><p>My grandpa died. This was biodad's dad and I adored him growing up but didn't get to see him very much. He always smoked a pipe with a certain type of tobacco and I loved it so much I'd beg to sit on his lap. My biodad gave me my grandpa's pipe after he passed. (I still have it) And for months out of nowhere I'd suddenly smell his pipe tobacco as if he were standing right next to me. I'd search all around for someone smoking a pipe but no one ever was........I mean this not only happened at home but also out in public. It still happens occassionally.</p><p></p><p>I'm gonna stop because I seriously could go on and on and on about stuff like this. When I was a child I thought everyone had such experiences. As a teen it scared me to death. As I grew older I got used to it and just accepted there is much to this world that can't be explained.</p><p></p><p>And heck, I smile when I smell my grandpa's pipe.......he's visiting me, it makes me feel special.<img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite8" alt=":D" title="Big Grin :D" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":D" /></p><p></p><p>So, now seriously, do you feel better? Because when you think about it........we all tend to believe there is life after death........so what is so strange about them finding ways to communicate if they really really want to?</p><p></p><p>P.S. It took 20 yrs before I found out that I really did meet all of my deceased relatives. My Mom had brought a huge photo album she'd made of all of her family once when she came to visit. She opened it and I was like omg that is so and so.......and this is such and such, and there is you know who and they used to drink a bit too much .......... And you guessed it........I scared her again. I had never seen those pictures in my whole life and she knew it, she'd kept them hidden away all those years until she'd decided to make the album. (about a yr before she brought it to show me) lol<img src="/community/styles/default/xenforo/smilies/tongue.png" class="smilie" loading="lazy" alt=":tongue:" title="tongue :tongue:" data-shortname=":tongue:" /></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Hound dog, post: 387808, member: 84"] Jena, you're not losing it. Now don't you feel better? There is far more to this world of ours than can ever be explained. The very young usually accept it as just a part of the world, but our society teaches us to be afraid of such unusual experiences or that the person is a bit "off".......it's as we grow older that our views change. My grandmother (the one who raised me) died of cancer right before my 17th birthday. But months and months before that she'd been diagnosed with the massive tumor surrounding her kidney. Docs knew chemo wouldn't work but decided to attempt to cut the size of the tumor down in order to give her both comfort and a bit longer to live. The night after she had had the surgery (she was doing fine when we left the hospital) I had a dream that I remember as if I had it yesterday. In the dream I was once again a little girl. I know because gramma stood 4'8" in heels and even at 4'11" I looked down at her for years. lol I was holding her hand and she took me into a huge very old fashioned house. Now this part is going to sound "off" to most, but the house smelled like death. (yes death has a smell, don't ask me to explain it cuz I can't) So I got scared and kept asking her why we were here. She just smiled and said she had people she needed me to meet. So in the house we go from room to room. The rooms are very cozy. (think homey old farmhouse) They're also filled with people young and old. As we approach each person grandma tells me their name and her relationship with them. I know this is important to remember. This went on a long time. There were generations of people in the house. Then I woke suddenly as it hit me what it meant. She was on the brink of death or dying and she was showing me that where she was going was both a very nice place and her family was waiting for her there, that I had not reason to be afraid or to feel bad for her. Ten seconds later the phone was ringing. I heard my Mom answer it. (thin walls) I was out of bed and dressed so fast you'd have thought the house was on fire. I found her standing outside my bedroom door when I opened it and I told her grandma was dying we had to get to the hospital now! She looked at me like she'd seen a ghost. lol So we get to the hospital. Grandma had been put in ICU simply due to age because the staff would watch her better. Well, seems nurse (years and years experience) heard grandma calling out for someone to stop the organ music because it was driving her nuts.........and to tell Jesus who was standing at the foot of her bed to go away, she wasn't ready yet. Nurses everywhere know when a patient talks that way to pay attention. So she did vitals ect.......and grandma was in serious shape, almost no b/p ect. Grandma was awake when we got there......she smiled at me and said I knew you would come, I told him he had to wait I wasn't ready. Nurse took her vitals about 5 mins after we got there and they were stable and near normal again. She passed away 9 months later. My stepdad died (he was my daddy in all respects). husband and I went back home for the funeral. My cousin Darren (notice the name) was home from the army. Darren and I were more like brother and sister than cousins. And he's the reason I met husband. So we arranged to go out with him and his fiance after the furneral, we were to meet at my aunts house. We get back to my Mom's to change clothes and the phone rings. I instantly know that Darren is dead. I race out of the bedroom (clear on the other end of the house) and into the kitchen, I reach it as Mom is hanging up the phone. She starts to open her mouth and I blurt out that Darren is dead. All the color drained from her face and her eyes got enormous. (yes, I scare the hades out of my Mom on a reg basis lol) My grandpa died. This was biodad's dad and I adored him growing up but didn't get to see him very much. He always smoked a pipe with a certain type of tobacco and I loved it so much I'd beg to sit on his lap. My biodad gave me my grandpa's pipe after he passed. (I still have it) And for months out of nowhere I'd suddenly smell his pipe tobacco as if he were standing right next to me. I'd search all around for someone smoking a pipe but no one ever was........I mean this not only happened at home but also out in public. It still happens occassionally. I'm gonna stop because I seriously could go on and on and on about stuff like this. When I was a child I thought everyone had such experiences. As a teen it scared me to death. As I grew older I got used to it and just accepted there is much to this world that can't be explained. And heck, I smile when I smell my grandpa's pipe.......he's visiting me, it makes me feel special.:happy: So, now seriously, do you feel better? Because when you think about it........we all tend to believe there is life after death........so what is so strange about them finding ways to communicate if they really really want to? P.S. It took 20 yrs before I found out that I really did meet all of my deceased relatives. My Mom had brought a huge photo album she'd made of all of her family once when she came to visit. She opened it and I was like omg that is so and so.......and this is such and such, and there is you know who and they used to drink a bit too much .......... And you guessed it........I scared her again. I had never seen those pictures in my whole life and she knew it, she'd kept them hidden away all those years until she'd decided to make the album. (about a yr before she brought it to show me) lol:raspberry-tounge: [/QUOTE]
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