WHEN WE SEE THEM…
My husband tells me the story of seeing his father’s spirit two days after the his funeral. He was in his parents’ house with his mother and siblings, when in the corner of his eye he saw his father walk down the first-floor hallway toward his parents’ bedroom. When my husband looked straight at the apparition, it was gone.
The words stopped me as I was reaching for a plate in the cupboard. They were spoken by my father, and were as clear as if he’d been standing right behind me. Except my father had died more than ten years ago. And his words kinda freaked me out.