This is my first time to share my story. Actually I have lots of story to tell but this one caught my attention. Here it goes...
This story was shared by my mom to me. Back then when I was 1 to 2 years when my grandmother died. After her burial, my Dad and Mom went back to my grandmother's place (we're actually from Bukdinon). My dad saw my grandmother when they are going to enter the house and he said to my mom "day si mama oh nagpakita" (day look mom had appeared). My mother was so shocked when she actually saw my grandmother - as she was floating in thin air and her face was transparent. My mom really recognized her.
After her burial, usually it is followed by prayers until her 40th day. She again saw my grandmother sitting in one corner of the house. She closed her eyes and when she opened it, she was gone. My uncle saw my mother's face, looks like she was afraid or frightened, and he told my mom, ate I also saw her, don't be afraid as when I looked at her she was smiling.
It was midnight and it was raining hard. We are in our bed that time and I was crying hard and my mom could not stop me from crying. I was maybe 1 or 2 years old then. I pushed my mom away making a space in between us that it could fit one person on it. Until my mom heard the door opened, she was so scared and closed her eyes tight. She felt the bed that someone or something was sitting on the edge of the bed between my mom and me. And after that I was stop crying and fall asleep. Like my grandma had cradled me until I fall asleep.
When my grandmother was still alive she was the one who babysitted me when my mom was on work. My grandmother loved me that much.
Have you guys experienced it too?
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