A Message From Beyond The Grave Part 2
That evening, my mother came to see me and I asked her when my grandfather was coming to see me. She avoided the question and proceeded to talk for a while about when she was a kid in Puerto Rico and the such. I again asked her, she said she was leaving and before she left I asked her if she was coming with grandpa tomorrow. She looked at me and sat down, I became fearful. I could see something was wrong and I asked her what had happened to grandpa. She told me that he died whilst taking a nap. She began to cry and I just stared at her, not understanding how this could have happened.
I blurted out, "But he was just here, he saw me today. How could he have died? My mother just looked at me, her tears had stopped. I could see her hair stand up on her arm. "What?" she asked. I told her that he flew here just to see me and that he was here today. She was sitting in the same seat that he was. She told me that it couldn't be. My grandfather died nearly a month earlier and that they hadn't told me because they were afraid that I would get worse.
I lay there frozen, unable to speak. My mum said it must have been a dream, but I hit the nurses' bell and my nurse came in. "Ms. Janice, tell my mum that my grandfather came to see me today!" She told my mother a young man was sitting in front of my room and when she asked if she could help he said that he was my grandfather. She laughed and he told her just tell him he was there, he would know who I was. My mother asked her if she let him in and she said, "Yes. He walked in. And I saw him walk out about maybe an hour later."
My mother looked at me and said I was lying. My father then came in and my mother ran out, she was in tears. I told my father that I had seen his father there at the hospital with my own eyes. He told me no, it could not be, my grandfather had died a month ago. I told him please believe me. I explained what he said, what my mother explained to me, and what the nurse explained to both the of us. He was shocked and left the room without speaking another word.
I did not see my parents until two days later. My father has a folder that contained the death certificate and pictures from the funeral march. He also brought pictures of my grandfather, one of which was when he was a Marine in WWI. I asked him to show that picture to Ms. Janice. He called Ms. Janice in and asked if this was the man that came into my room that night. She confirmed that it was the same man, give or take a few years. My father's jaw dropped. He looked at me and that was the only time I've seen my father cry. He hugged me and said I would be fine. My grandfather said so and it would come true.
Obviously, it did come true. My heart was replaced no more than a week after that day and I regained my strength progressively. Now at 27, I see how important and life-changing that night was. I hope this story helps everyone know that our loved ones are out there and that they watch over us.
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