My Late Husband warns Me
At the age of 21,in the winter of 1998, my 22 year old husband was visiting hisgrandmother in Chicago. She lived on a dangerous part of town,but my husband had grown up in the neighborhood and felt safethere. My husband went to the phone to call me, but I wasn'thome, so he put his coat and hat on and headed down the street.Moments later he was shot and later on that evening he died.
Due to the fact that I was in Kansas I didn't make it to Chicagoto see him before he died. I was hurt that I didn't get to saygoodbye.
About a month later I was at home laying next to my and myhusbands youngest daughter. She had just fallen asleep. Iremember looking over at her little body laying there asleep,then I turned and faced the ceiling.
Suddenly I heard my name in my husband's voice. It was veryclearly his voice. I attempted to turn and look from where Iheard his voice coming from, but I felt something embrace metight so I couldn't move. It felt airy and somewhat like cyliconeand somehow held me down.
My first reaction was panic, but then I felt as though thisbeing, was their to comfort me. I know it was my husband. I laidtheir eveloped in the arms of my now ghost husband until I fellasleep. When I woke up I fealt a peacful feeling.
Years later I started seeing another man, which came to be mysecond husband, and my soon to be ex husband, I'll call himWalter. I would go to his house and visit. While we were sittingon the couch watching movies a picture hanging above thetelivision flew off of the wall and fell to the floor. Walter andI stared at eachother in shock for a moment and then he stood andreached down to pick the picture up. While he was bent overpicking up the picture another picture on the wall flew off thewall. (And when I say these pictures flew off the wall I don'tmean they fell, I mean the were somehow thrown forward)
These random events of things flying off the walls continuedthrough most of our relationship. As the relationship developed Igot to know Walter for who he really was, only now I was pregnantand didn't want to be by myself. I found out that he had beenlieing and cheating from the start. Later he became physicallyabuseive. After a break up I fell for the whole, I'm sorry itwill never happen again senario and went back to Walter. Onenight he had gone to a birthday party for a friend of his. Heasked me to go, but I decided not to because I didn't like hisfriend. That night he was out late and I had fallen asleep. I wasawaken by the lightswitch in the bathroom flicking on and off. Icould actually hear it flicking on and off along with seeing thelight. I threw on some shoes and went down the street to where myhusband was, I went to the door and my husband's friend answered,he said he'd go get Walter. So I waited and by the looks on thefaces of the people at the party I could see Walter was doingsomething he wasn't suppose to. Walter, drunk, high and whatevercame stumbling to the door not fully dressed so it was obviousethat i had caught him cheating. Then he confessed.
So it seems my late husband was trying to warn me about the newone. If I had listened to him in the first place life would havebeen a lot simpler.