Hi, What you are about to hear is a true story. This is
not a freaky story but more of a comforting story.
My mother's
grandmother was taken to the hospital and was very ill.
She was in an intensive care unit for close to a month
before she passed away. There was a private room where
family could go to wait while taking turns staying with my
great grandmother. When someone was with her she would
often look down towards the foot of her bed as if someone
was there...only there was no one (that we could see!).
One day her grandson came down from away to see her as her time
was drawing near. He was in the waiting room and knew
everyone there except one person. This was an older man
that he did not recognize. He asked his father about it
later that night and he said there was nobody in that
chair. There was no old man there. He asked what he
looked like and he described the man. The man was my
mothers grandfather who had died years before and was
waiting for his wife to join him. He came to take her
home.
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