My Baby Is 2!!!

Before I go forward with my original post, I am deeply saddened to report that my Uncle has passed away.  I am not ready to blog about that just yet, so I will link you with the post my Cousin and fellow blogger, Hules wrote in his memory.  I will be dedicating a post to him once I return home from the funeral.

Back to my regularly scheduled post.

Today is my baby’s 2nd birthday!  Happy Birthday Nathan!!!  I can’t believe how fast time flies when you blink.  We had a party for him yesterday and rented a Jumpy Thing.  It was a big blue castle and the kids had a blast!  We also had the sprinkler out to cool everyone off since it was a scorching 32℃ outside with nothing but a warm, warm wind.  I ended up with slight heat stroke, but caught on early enough and sucked back as much cold water as I could handle.

Nathan had a great time jumping away in his castle and the people that run Jumpy Things totally rock!  They had so many deliveries yesterday, they dropped the castle off 2 hours early and picked it up almost 3 hours late, charging us for the 4 hours we originally rented it for (in total we had the castle for 9 hours).  Which I suppose they couldn’t overcharge us for anyway, as it wasn’t our fault.  On top of that they also gave us $10 dollars off for paying cash.  Good deal?  I think so!  All I cared about is that Nate had a wonderful time, and he did.

My day became a little bit brighter too when I received a belated b-day gift from my girlfriend, Candace.  She gave me a journal to “write my heart out” in, as well as a cute pen, a paper mouse pad that I can doodle on, a build your own Stonehenge kit (TOTALLY CUTE!) and the book A Complicated Kindness which I am excited to read.  It just so happens that I received an e-mail from Chapters/Indigo giving me 3 e-books to download and A Complicated Kindness was one of them.  What are the odds?  

She is a great friend and when she does something, it comes straight from the heart.  I love her so. 

Here are a few pictures from yesterday…

Keeping Watch

Thunder.

Gusting winds.

Bouts of hard rain.

Gloomy.

I smile.

Is It All In My Head?

I have always been sensitive to ‘things’ since I can remember.  I had a bunch of imaginary friends as well as random visitors here and there.  

To me, it was all normal.  As I got a bit older and passed that age where imaginary friends were supposed to go away and be replaced by real 3D friends, I still found comfort in my “imaginary” ones that I wasn’t ready to give them up just yet.  I eventually decided to tell people of my ‘friends’ and that’s when all the “It’s all in your head” and “they aren’t real” crap started.  I basically felt like I was a tiny bit cuckoo because none of this was happening to anyone else and no one wanted to hear me out.  It got to the point where my parents had gotten mad at me on numerous occasions for “making stuff up”.

As the years passed, I think my “friends” got a little angry that I started ignoring them as I had a bizarre and very scary reoccurring dream until I started paying them attention again.

Now, as far as I know no one has died on the property where I grew up and it seems to me like it’s not the house that was haunted, but me.  I have done a bunch of research on hauntings and discovered that not only can homes be haunted, but people can as well.  Since I have moved out of my parents house, nothing has changed concerning the goings on with me and the spiritual side.  They are still around me and I like that.

Back in 1990, my great aunt passed away and I had an extremely difficult time with her passing as we were very close.  I spent numerous days and nights in tears and fell into a depression.

One night after reading a book, I took off my glasses, rubbed my eyes and turned off the lamp beside my bed.  As I was getting comfy under my blankets, I noticed a light on my bedroom door.  I sat up and put my glasses back on and took a double take.  I turned my lamp back on, readjusted my eyes (looking away from it as to not get those spots you get when you stare at any sort of light then look away and see blobs all over the place) then proceeded to turn the lamp back off.  Much to my amazement, the light was still there on my door.  I got up and went to the window waving my hand in front of it to see if it was coming from outside.  I did the same thing with my mirror in case it was a reflection.  Nothing.  I sat back down on my bed and just stared at the light on my door.

It was oval in shape and had a greenish-blue colored glow to it.  Standing about three and a half feet tall, a foot and a half wide and about four inches thick and hovered about a foot off the floor.  It had a slow sort of wave from side to side as if it were sea weed in the ocean.  I have to say it was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen, yet it frightened me all the same.  

Once I finally took a deep breath and settled my nerves, I stood up and walked towards the door.  I held my arm out and waved it in front to see if I would cast a shadow.  Again, there was nothing.  I took a step back, took one final breath and stuck my hand right through it, touching the door with my fingertips.  It was freezing cold!  I stood there with my hand inside this glowing object and tears started to stream down my cheeks.  I removed my hand and ran back to my bed bawling.  I asked it what and or who it was and what it wanted.  It just moved about with no response.  After sitting there for what felt like eternity, I said I was scared and wanted to leave my room.  The beautiful glow simply moved away from the door as if to say “Ok, go ahead.”  That was when I felt an enormous weight lifted and the fear was suddenly gone.  I knew that whatever it was, it wasn’t going to hurt me.  That was also when I thought that maybe that was my aunt coming to tell me that she was ok and happy where she was and she just wanted to tell me that.

The glow came back a couple of days later and I welcomed it.  I told a close friend of mine what happened and had her come and spend the night, thinking that there might be a chance of it returning.  Well, I guess it didn’t want to show itself to anyone but me, as it only came when I was alone.  It had returned only a handful of times after that and I haven’t seen it since.

I wish I knew if it was my aunt or if it was someone else.  That was the last time I ever saw something that spectacular with my own eyes.  Since then, it’s been the moving of objects (sometimes on command), hiding of things only to return them to the very same spot a day or so later, turning the radio and TV on and off, flickering lights as well as doors and closets opening and closing.  I have also heard voices, felt someone touch me and play with my hair.

I have had all these things and more happen to me in all the places I have lived in since living at my parents.  So for me to chalk it all up to each and every place being haunted makes no sense to me.  I have had my ‘ghost(s)’ follow me to other places as well.  One time it got to the point where people didn’t want me spending the night at their house in case I accidentally left my ghost behind.  How silly is that?

I have to be careful who I tell this stuff to as well, because it frightens people to no end.  Some think I am clearly out of my mind and others think I could be a magnet and don’t want me anywhere near their homes.

Thankfully I am not as cuckoo as some would like to think.  There was one night where my hubby and I were watching TV, when all of the sudden out of the corner of our eyes some white thing went flying past, disappearing just as fast as it came.  I have seen this white thing before and it’s made me duck on more than one occasion.  Both my hubby and I looked at each other to confirm what we saw, had a nervous giggle and continued to watch TV.  I then looked at him and said,

“It’s about damn time I’m not the only one seeing things around here.”

Updates From The Edge

I am so sorry for slacking this past week.  It’s been busy but I just haven’t had much to say or know how to spit it all out, I guess.  I’ve been kind of blah and I’m not sure why.  That’s a lie, I do sort of know why.

However, I will update you all in one sitting.

My pool team had our big tournament (Regionals) the weekend of June 7 & 8th and WE ARE GOING TO VEGAS BABY!!!!  That’s right folks, we will be competing in the Nationals!  This would make it the third time our team has made it to Vegas, and as I’ve mentioned before, each time we’ve gone someone on the team has been pregnant!  2004; I was pregnant, 2006; both my sister and I were pregnant and this year my sister and a girlfriend of one of my teammates is pregnant.  Makes me wonder who it will be in 2010?

The news of my Uncle has improved some (for now).  He went in for surgery over the weekend to help unclog his bowels, which were causing him an unbearable amount of pain over the last few weeks.  He is feeling much better and is excited that he can go home relatively pain free.  As for the cancer, it’s still there.

Father’s Day came and went.  We had a big family barbeque, where we gathered all the parents, siblings and wee ones to one location.  We did the same for Mother’s Day and I think we will keep this a tradition as this way, we can actually spend time with the parents on these days and not have to squeeze different locations all into one day or spread them out over the weekend.  Since all the families get along, why not?

Tuesday I turned another year older.  Have I learned anything in the last year?  Most definitely.  I am actually making some life changes that I will save for another post as they are still in the works.

As for why I am feeling a bit blah, well for starters this has been a tough year emotionally for me with the 10th anniversary of Mikey’s passing, I’m not a fan of my birthday either and haven’t been since I turned 15.  My great aunt, whom I was VERY close with (she considered my sister and I to be the grandchildren she never had) ended up in the hospital on my birthday.  My parents never told me until the next day as they didn’t want to ruin my party.  

I had to absorb the news that she had uterine cancer which spread and caused her to swell terribly.  She wanted to see me but didn’t want me to see her as she wanted me to remember her as she was.  It broke her heart not to have me there, but it was something she felt in her heart was the right thing to do.  I was devastated and heartbroken, but fully respected her wishes.  

She passed away two days later.  I couldn’t bring myself to go to her funeral and have yet to visit her grave.  Friday marks 18 years since she passed away.  Her passing threw me into a whirlwind of emotions and a depression which lasted for quite a few years.

So, that is why I feel blah.  I have more to write on the subject of my great aunt as things of a supernatural nature have happened to me since her passing that deserve a post of their own.

To lift my spirits, I think I’m going to open the windows, make funny faces at the fish, tickle a couple of goofy kids, turn on some danceable music and have some coffee.

When Nostalgia Meets Fatal Attraction

Ok, so I have this friend of mine, Jason who called me about two weeks ago with some news about this girl we knew back in school.  She was a sweet, quiet girl who was pretty well known to all.  We were all from the city, but went to a school where everyone knew everything about everyone.  It was as if we lived in a small town.

Well, when Jason called me, he sounded a little freaked out.  He told me that this girl found him out of the blue on facebook after not speaking or seeing each other for the last 15 years.  I wasn’t all that concerned as I have found some friends whom I haven’t had any contact with in over 20 years and I, nor they found that to be reason to freak out.

He went on to tell me that she also contacted his sister, Amy after finding him, wanting to know what he’s like now, if he was seeing anyone, etc and confided in her all these feelings she was having and has had for him over the years.  I asked him if anything had ever happened between them back in high school, and he said no.  All they really did was hang out, mainly with their group of friends and the odd time just the two of them, but that was it, nothing more.

Being the curious monkey that I am, I called Amy and asked her to tell me everything this girl was inquiring about.  There was one particular thing that threw me for a loop and I now understand why Jason was so freaked out.

To start things off, this girl told Amy that she was engaged to this guy she’s been with for over two years, they have a child together and she is unsure about marrying him.  She became even more unsure once she saw Jason on facebook, as all of these feelings she’s had for him over the years came flooding back all at once and she was convinced it was a sign.  Amy asked her if she ever dated Jason and she answered back No, but wished she did.  She went on to say that she regretted losing her virginity just after high school as she was really waiting for Jason, but they lost contact after everyone finished high school and went onto bigger and better things.

Amy almost fell off her chair when she heard those words come out of this girls mouth.  She told me she didn’t even know how to respond to that.  Amy asked her if she said any of this to Jason and how he reacted.  She said Jason knows nothing and to please keep it quiet until she’s sure.

Is this girl THAT stupid?  So stupid to confide in her crush’s sister and after 15 years of no contact and expect her to NOT say anything to her own brother?  Especially when she comes across as a stalker?  PLEASE!

Jason was crapping his pants at the thought of what his girlfriend, Brooke was going to think about all this.  He wasn’t sure if he should even tell her as he thought maybe this girl would just go away.  I had convinced him to tell her as this girl already contacted his sister for info, it’s in his best interest to fill Brooke in.  Besides, Brooke is one of my good friends.  There was no way I was going to keep her in the dark when her boyfriend has a potential stalker on his hands.

Needless to say, Brooke was pissed off over the nerve of this girl, being engaged, yet telling all that she did to Amy thinking in her own mind that it was all okay.  Nothing ever happened between her and Jason, what makes her think that anything ever will now?  Especially when she’s taken and so is Jason.

I tell ya, never trust the quiet ones.  They always seem to be the ones to come out of the woodworks with evil in their pockets ready to cause havoc as NO ONE ever suspects them.

A few days pass before she decides to pick up the phone and call Jason.  This girl went out of her way to contact his parents for his number and his Mom being the nice lady she is, said HERE YA GO!

Ring ring goes the phone and who else but Brooke answers.  Let’s just say that conversation didn’t go well, as this girl was NOT expecting anyone but Jason to answer.  This girl asks if Jason is home and Brooke said he was in the shower, then politely asked who was calling.  The girl responds with a huge WHO ARE YOU?  Brooke tells her that she is his girlfriend, and this crazy woman said that Jason has never mentioned her in their conversations, so it must not be serious.  Brooke tells her that it is quite serious as they have been together for over 3 years and love each other very much.  I think this sent the girl over the edge because she told Brooke that he would never love anyone like he loved her and that she better back off, then hung up.

This girl placed a few more calls to Amy, trying to get more info on Jason and this ‘Brooke girl’, as she affectionately called her.  Naturally, Amy tells her nothing and eventually tells this girl its time she backed off as there is no way Jason will ever dump Brooke to be with her.  She then tried crying to Jason, saying that Brooke was nasty to her when she called for him and now Amy is doing the same in hopes that he will fall for it.  Thankfully, Jason didn’t cave.  He never really told her to go away, but he does ignore her attempts to contact him.

Since then, this girl has been eerily quiet, but still lingers in the shadows.

Waiting.