Readers Stories
In Spirit As In Life In November he died, it was a miserable rainy grey day on the day of his funeral but half way through the service the sun broke through and filled the Crematorium with beautiful warm sunshine then as quickly as it came it started to rain again. Shortly before he had his stroke, my wife and my children moved to a new house, which he only visited once. As he drove away I had this feeling that I wouldn't see him again. After he died, I twice felt him standing behind me. Once when I was cooking I was suddenly aware of someone behind me, I didn't look around and I wasn't the slightest bit scared but I know it was him. On the other occasion I was sitting in the lounge and experienced the same thing both times I was alone in the house but since then nothing. At about the same time my niece started to draw pictures of a person coming out of the wall and hovering over her bed. When my brother asked her what it was she just said "oh, it's only grand-dad, he comes to see me every night and just smiles at me? Tim Lawrence
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