Tim and I used to always talk about this kind of stuff. I didn't know before I bought this house that a woman past away in it, until, I saw her one day in my bedroom. I thought it was my imagination, then, the boys came home and got off the bus and was pretty upset at first because some of the other kids told them that a woman died in their house and it was haunted. I talked to the sales agent and she did then, tell me it was true and asked me if I wanted to know, which room she died in, and, I told her, I bet I can guess. I was right, my bedroom. So, I was not imagining what I saw. But, it never bothered me. And, the kids thought it was cool we had a haunted house. I played spooky music on the porch at Halloween, lol.
But, what happened when my husband died, was different. In a little heart-shaped jewerly box I have 5 buttons. These were the buttons they ripped off his shirt that night putting an EKG on him. The next day, I found those buttons on the floor and I picked them up, and I laid them on a desk in the basement. When, I came back down, they were ontop of each other, stacked in a pile. I knew, I didn't do that, I just laid them on the desk. Well, I put them one by one next to each other, looked at it a half of dozen times, and, went back upstairs, and when I came back down the next morning, they were stacked again, on top of each other. I did this one more time, and, then, I understood the message. He was still there. I really loved this guy and, there was nothing, he would not had done for me, so, I got a feeling he will hang around making sure his family is okay, until, we all meet again. But, I need the plumbing fixed down there, and, he makes it alittle difficult when the plumbers run out. But, I am acquiring a nice set of tools.
There is only one plumber who doesn't run and, I am waiting on him to visit, I think, Tim likes him.
Tim was my number one supporter, where so many men would gallop at one or two diagnoses of cancer on their wife, he never did, not even with five. Being we were having no luck at stopping this cancer, it was like a run away train, I find it puzzling why, after his death, I am in remission. Sure, I use that word with care, but, I have not been on chemicals since he died. I think, he told God, " Look, my wife is a really nice lady, give her a break, okay?" and, God complied. It even baffles the medical field.
Tim barely tolerated some family members.