When my dad died in 1993, we had paranormal experiences around the house. My mom could hear him snoring in the bed next to her. My brother and I also heard him early one morning. The snoring died out about the time he would always wake up which would be 6:45am.
My daughter was born in 1994 and one night she was running fever because she was teething. She woke me, sitting up in my bed and reaching up as if someone was there trying to pick her up.
When I looked at the foot of the bed no one was there, so I got her settled back down to sleep. When I laid down next to her I saw my father's shadow, cast by the hallway night light, on the wall. He was standing at the door as if he were watching over us. I felt at peace and went to sleep.
