It was early in first grade that I had my experience. I went to a Catholic private school and was taken to church monthly by my teacher. The church was located across the street from my school and was an easy one minute walk from it.
We walked across the small side street into the church, we filed one by one into the pews and sat down. A close friend of mine, Michael, sat next to me. We had the last two seats at the end of the pew. Michael was the only person next to because I was at the very end.
The service went on for some time. The priest finished his homily of that day's readings and it would soon be time to shake hands with those sitting near to you. When the time came, I shook the hand of Michael and the two girls who sat in front of and behind me. Then out of the corner of my eye, I saw a woman. An elderly woman that was leaning on a shopping cart with grey hair and a black dress on. She turned to me. She smiled and bent so she was level with my face and gave me a kiss on my cheek. I remember that she was very cold, but the strangest thing came next. When she pulled away she then went to my ear and whispered, "I love you". Then the priest called our attention back to him.
Michael looked over at me, he had obviously seen the woman. "Who is she?" he asked. I replied with "I don't know." I turned back to ask her but she was gone. I looked behind me, but there was nobody there. I didn't even hear squeaking of the wheels of her cart. Michael and I looked astonished.
Later when I came home, I told my mom what had happened. She gave me a scared look and she said "Do you remember what this woman looked like?" I told her yes. She took me into our spare room and showed me a photo. It was of the old lady wearing a similar dress to what she had been in at the church. My mom said "This is my grandmother". I was in shock. My mom looked as if she was going to cry.
My mom would later explain to me that my great-grandmother had a stroke in that same church a few days before she died. My great-grandma was a very religious woman and who knows, maybe it was just an opportune moment and place to finally meet her great-granddaughter. I may never know.
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