Great Grandmother Watching Over Us

This is my first time telling a personal ghost experience, so I hope it's enjoyed. This is not a scary or creepy experience, it sort of made me feel safe, and I will go on to explain how.

A few years ago, I would have been about 14 or so, I woke up from a startling dream. The dream had had an elderly woman repeatedly telling me that I was safe. I woke up, and peered around my room, sure that it had been real. In the corner I could see an outline that appeared human, so I quickly turned on my light, but there was nothing there. I dismissed this as paranoia, and tried to go back to sleep, but couldn't shake the feeling of being watched. The thing that surprised me most was that it wasn't a creepy feeling; it was more a feeling of being watched over... But it was still new to me, and I still wasn't entirely comfortable with it. So I didn't sleep that night, and I kept the light on.

In the morning my Mum came into my room, and asked why I had had the light on all night. I explained the dream, and the feeling of being watched and Mum said I know what you mean. I asked her, and she then went on to explain.

"When I went travelling with my good friend (this was about 20 years ago) overseas, we were in Ireland, and were camping out under the stars. We had both settled down and were in that period between sleep and awareness, when I sensed a presence standing over me. I half opened my eyes to check it out, and saw an old woman in shawls, saying something quietly under her breath. She smiled and left saying 'you are safe'. I later thought it was a dream, and forgot about it, until my friend told me a few days later that she had had a really weird dream. She explained the exact same thing I had thought was a dream, and we then realised we had had our first experience with a ghost".

I told mum that was the same lady I had seen last night, and we then went and told dad. He told me his theories about it. He thought that it could have been his Grandmother, since yesterday had been the anniversary of her death. I asked mum when she had been travelling through Ireland and she said about this time.

I still get this sense of someone watching me, once a year, on the anniversary of her death - 26th of June.