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(NOTE: The author makes a statement regarding dreams which I included, because I fully agree that dreams are an important link to the paranormal.)
My first experience takes place, admittedly, while dreaming. But I've had a few experiences in dreams. I believe it is possible for otherworldly beings to contact you more easily while you are in a relaxed and suggestive state (such as sleeping), particularly if the being in question is not a strong "sender," or you are not a very strong "receiver." I believe I am a very strong receiver, but the person in this story would definitely not have been a strong sender, as he never did go in for "this type of nonsense" as he called it.
THE STORY...
This tale takes place somewhere in Pittsburgh, PA.
My grandfather, "Pop Pop," was one of the most important people in my life. I used to spend every weekend at my grandparents. When I was 12, my parents began to make plans for my grandparents to move in with us, and had an addition put onto our house for them to live in. The weekend before they were to move in, I chose not to spend it at my grandparents because, after all, I would have them with me all the time in a few days.
Well, on Saturday night, Pop Pop had a stroke, and died. I was devastated and inconsolable through the entire viewing and funeral service. I kept sobbing, "I never got to say Good-Bye." A few nights later while sleeping, I had a dream so vivid, it took several minutes upon waking to realize it was a dream...
I walked downstairs into what we called our "Family Room" and saw Pop Pop standing there. As it is with dreams, I knew he was dead, but accepted the fact that he was standing there in front of me, wearing his overcoat and signature fedora - the one with 3 little feathers in the band.
I was so very happy to see him, and I said, "Pop Pop - everyone's going to want to see you! We've missed you so much. Let me go tell everybody you're here!" He very calmly answered, "No, Beth, I came to say Good-Bye to you."
"But Pop Pop," I answered, "Just wait right here and I'll get everyone! It'll just take a second!" He again emphasized, "No, I came to say Good-Bye to YOU."
"Oh please stay here - I'll be right back." He smiled and shook his head as if to say, "You always were a stubborn girl."
In my dream, I ran upstairs to let everyone know my beloved Pop Pop had come back to visit. I ran back down the stairs only to see the back door left ajar, and Pop Pop nowhere to be seen. However, sitting on the end table was that gray fedora - the one with three little feathers in the band....
After I had this dream, I experienced such a sense of peace and warmth. I was still sad that Pop Pop was gone, but I knew he was happy where he was.
I had gotten to say "Good-Bye" after all...
-Unsigned-