It's been 17 years since my grandmother, Donna died. I am only 14 however, so yes...I have never had the chance to meet her. Yet still i think of her often, see her face in the mirror, and randomly remember things about her from the stories i have heard. At most times I am at a loss for words, and I find myself stumbling over everything when it comes to her. I don't know what to do. I wake up crying in the middle of the night and due to sleep walking I even sometimes grab her picture in the middle of the night. I am so very lost.
Hi Edge,
Welcome to the group. It's very interesting that you have such a relationship with someone you never had opportunity to meet in your life. Your family must have really loved her, and she them, to have so many wonderful stories to tell that have made you feel so close!
I for one do think that souls come to visit us, to let us know that they are still around and being a part of your life. Perhaps focus on the positive and recognize the love and not the loss. She's there. :)
The only hard part with that is that i only hear the stories from her husband, nobody else. and i never had the courage to talk to my father about her because i dont want to spark an old flame. and somtimes i just get so tired of seeing her everywhere. thats why i signed up here. coming up on the month of her death and i get like this each year but i cant take it anymore. I really dont know what to do anymore because im so afriad to go to the one person here that i know would actually understand where im coming from.
Hi Edge of The Rain..
Love you name, you sound like a poet. : )
I think I've always had my Grandmother with me. It bothered me some when I was younger, but as the years went by, I saw her fewer and fewer times. And I got a little more life experience and realized it wasn't a scarey thing at all. What I also came to realize was that..it was 'me' who had a more open mind than most. Or..more like a little open window, that allowed this. If you are sad about something or under some kind of stress, it seems to work more. It's called a 'gift', but it takes awhile to realize it. I read a book once that talked something about it and it said that...if you're getting too much input, then pretend you have a pretty little tiny window in your head and you just reach up and slowly pull it down closed. And wave 'bye bye'..see you later'. Need some space. Sometimes you have to do this many times. I know, it sounds really strange.. But I've been where you are and it helped me.
She doesn't visit much anymore, maybe at Christmas or my birthday. And I only catch of glimpse of her smiling face. And a note. There is also such a thing as 'inherited memory'..confusing at first, but you also inherit their talents. : )
Best of luck to you...you'll be alright.
Thank you very much nana2009, I find it very comforting to just know that im not alone. I think i understand the stress part of it,...Ive definitely got soem of that going on around here. Thank you very much!
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