Ghosts

I believe in the thought of ghosts. There is an indescribable force out there we cannot explain. What happens after we die? Where does our soul go? Do we start over in a different world or do we just watch over our family and friends who are still alive?

I believe we watch over our living family and friends, and there is a place for us to go after our life here on earth. My grandma has had Alzheimer’s for 16 years now. She can only move her arms and legs slightly so she is always laying in either a bed or a chair. Last year when she was in her bed, a nurse who was massaging my grandmother’s shoulders and a voice faintly whispered in the nurse’s ear. The voice was the nurse’s dead mother’s voice and her dead mother said, “This is Jacqueline S.”

The nurse had never met my grandmother and it turned out that my grandma and the nurse’s mother were good friends. After the nurse heard her dead mother’s voice she stepped out of the room and asked my grandma’s caretaker, Terry, if her name was Jacqueline . Terry said, “Yes, and why?” The nurse began to panic and told Terry how her dead mother just told her who my grandma was.

Just the thought of her dead mother speaking to her seems crazy to me. It is nice to know and feel comfort that our dead loved ones don’t leave us. They are with us through thick and thin. Also, it is nice to know that we don’t just disappear after we die. There is a place for us to go and live on.

About one year ago my grandma took a downward spiral and a hospice nurse gave her twenty four hours to live. During that horrible time, there was a moment that my grandma woke up and her appearance was alert and clear. Then all of a sudden she said, “Oh the light is beautiful.” When I heard this happened, I was extremely sad because I thought that she might pass away. After I had time to think about it I was blessed that she said that because it confirms that there is a place for us to go after we pass on, and there is nothing to be afraid of the next place.