When I was little, little, like 3-4 years old, I had a dream where a man I didn’t know was in my room. He told me not to be scared, and I told him I wasn’t. He had a weird, gravelly voice, but I could understand him fine.
He just wanted to know how the family was doing, did so and so get married, that kind of thing. Family gossip.
When I woke up I told my grandmother who turned white and got out a photo album.
I pointed to one of the pictures and went that’s him! Who is he?
My great grandfather Claude, who had had throat cancer and a tracheotomy. He died 2 years before I was born.
My grandma always told me this story of when I was around that same age and I was upset because a lady was yelling at me. There was no lady to be seen, but my grandma always told me it was her mother, who was known for being pretty mean. I’m not sure if I described her physically or anything, but I never met my great grandmother.
Years ago, our eldest when 2ish got up in his crib from a nap, stood there facing a blank wall and just started…“talking” (Real words/babble mixture) to someone. And it wasn’t the “talking to myself” type baby talk either, it was the “I’m talking to someone” type of baby talk. Sent shivers down me and my SOs spines.
Don’t let her find this post (I never told her I went digging or what I found lol) but there was a suicide in that house in its past soooo…
Unfortunately/fortunately we moved out of that house not to long afterwards
But I’m ready in case one day he decides to drop some bombshell like yours lol
When I was little, little, like 3-4 years old, I had a dream where a man I didn’t know was in my room. He told me not to be scared, and I told him I wasn’t. He had a weird, gravelly voice, but I could understand him fine.
He just wanted to know how the family was doing, did so and so get married, that kind of thing. Family gossip.
When I woke up I told my grandmother who turned white and got out a photo album.
I pointed to one of the pictures and went that’s him! Who is he?
My great grandfather Claude, who had had throat cancer and a tracheotomy. He died 2 years before I was born.
My grandma always told me this story of when I was around that same age and I was upset because a lady was yelling at me. There was no lady to be seen, but my grandma always told me it was her mother, who was known for being pretty mean. I’m not sure if I described her physically or anything, but I never met my great grandmother.
Years ago, our eldest when 2ish got up in his crib from a nap, stood there facing a blank wall and just started…“talking” (Real words/babble mixture) to someone. And it wasn’t the “talking to myself” type baby talk either, it was the “I’m talking to someone” type of baby talk. Sent shivers down me and my SOs spines.
Don’t let her find this post (I never told her I went digging or what I found lol) but there was a suicide in that house in its past soooo…
Unfortunately/fortunately we moved out of that house not to long afterwards
But I’m ready in case one day he decides to drop some bombshell like yours lol