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Spirit Stories: In Your Own Words

Saying Goodbye

By: Leslie Volker

I have an interesting story that happened to me many years before I believed in the spirit life. My grandmother was 92 years old and in the hospital. I was going to a small town about three hours away from Minneapolis with my daughter and niece for the weekend to meet my cousin from Chicago. Her daughter was coming to Winona to look at the college. We got there on Friday night and all was well..

On Saturday we were going to go around the college and look at everything. When I woke up on Saturday morning I had a strange unsettling feeling. I asked my cousin if it was okay for her to take the girls, as I just wanted to sit by the pool and relax she said that was fine. As I lay there at about 12:00 noon I had the feeling that my grandmother was above me I looked up into the sky and said good bye Gram!

At dinner that night I said to my cousin my grandmother died this afternoon. (She was a grandmother on the other side of the family) and she said, "How would you know that?" And I just said, "I just know." When we got home on Sunday I walked into the house and asked my husband what time my grandmother died yesterday. He almost fell off the chair because there was no way that I would have known. He looked at me and said "Noon."

I know that she came to say good-bye. I am ever so grateful that she did. I don't think I understood the true impact on me until many years later. Fourteen months earlier my mother had died and she came to me just as I was falling asleep. Three months before my grandmother died my father died and when he came to me I pushed him away because I was just too scared. Now I talk to them all the time and feel their presence whenever I ask for them. So I truly believe.

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