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Scared you huh? Go on. Admit it. Today is Halloween, so I thought I would post about some of the weird things that have happened in my life. I see dead people. No really. I do. I dream of them. Not like Patricia Arquette in Medium. They just come and tell me shit about life and my family. My list of visitors to date: my Great Grandpa, my Great Grandma – only she had both of her legs, my PawPaw Jim, Uncle Clarence, a friend from high school that offed himself, and my hub’s grandma. I don’t know if this is my body’s way of dealing with the losses or if I am really getting visits from these people.

Great Grandpa came to me around the time that my dad was having open heart surgery. In my dream, he was in the operating room, I was watching from a window and he just looked up at me and smiled. Then nodded his head and walked out. I took that to mean that things were going to be ok.

My great Grandma – I knew of her only in a wheel chair. She was like that as long as I could recall. She came to me out of the blue when I was younger. She lectured me about loving and respecting my family. Scolded me. Apparently, I was not doing it right at the time. She was not in her wheelchair at the time. I recall that fact because I tried to walk into another room in my dream and she followed me and told me not to walk away from her. I didn’t have much of a relationship with her. I was pretty young when she passed. I am not sure if her riding my ass about the way I was feeling toward my family at the time would be typical of her behavior or not. I wasn’t about to question her.

Paw Paw Jim I see a lot. He just pops in at a distance. We hardly ever talk. He is always laughing at something though. That is honestly how I remember my grandpa. He was always joking and smiling…and trying to pick up women.

Uncle Clarence is always in the same spot, doing the same thing when I see him. He is always setting at a table playing cards. We rarely speak either. He hardly ever even looks at me when I see him. I usually see him when I am worried about my Grannie or when something is happening with her.

My friend from high school – he killed himself a few years after high school. I saw him after I moved to Florida. I don’t know if it was the night he did it. I wasn’t there. Another friend later told me what had happened. In my dream, we were in a car with others and we were all heading out to the haunted graveyard. Ironic I know. It was a place that we would hang out when I was in school. Typical of the shit we did. He ran off when we got there and I never saw him again. We all just left without him. It was a happy dream except for the leaving him part. I didn’t understand it at the time. Now, I do. I was having one last fun time with him and didn’t even know it.

My hub’s grandma came to me a couple of times. Most of which were before she passed away. I hadn’t met her at the time. She showed up to make sure that I was ok for my hub I think. She observed. Didn’t speak. She was still alive at the time so it was kinda weird.

So….yep. I see dead people. It’s kinda cool. Once you get past the freaky part. Very few people know this about me. I always felt like they would lock me up. I think I told my dad once, when I was younger. He still loves me. I think this all goes along with the other weird shit that has happened in my life. Nothing really phases my parents. LOL! My hub knows. I tell him when it happens.  He thinks I am loopy but loves the sex. So I am safe. At least for a while.

Anyone else have any freaky stuff to share on Halloween?

The web cam is on again. It’s dreary here and blowing like mad. I don’t know if we will get to trick or treat tonight. We have a back up plan just in case. I promised Des that I would hang out and play WOW with him today. I am excited about that. Seems like forever since I played. Hope everyone is safe and happy today. Happy Halloween.

Ciao.

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