do the dead come back, when you write of them?
While trying to write this blog, the whole thing, erased magically twice, hopefully I will get through it, this time. Writing of my dead grandmother, Irene, an evil woman, the whole page I had written, magically erased in front of my eyes. O.k. Irene, I said, you know what I am writing is true, when she took my fingers, and wrote a paragragh, in her own defense. Scary? no, not really, watching now, as a white shrowd, danced in front of me, around the room. Fine, I answered, as I continued writing. Another time, sitting at a dresser, with my computer, the large wooden framed mirror, in front of me, I noticed a grey cape like apparition, behind me. Wondering who that could be, I reasoned, that it was my great, great, grandfather from the 1800's, who was famous writer. I welcomed him, to help me in my writing, and promised him, I will write of his life, in a biography type story. I sure do hope, that he is with me, helping me, I can use all the inspiration I can get. sincerely, airlover.
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She is speaking to you
A mother's love, is like the beautiful colors, of a rainbow, never changing, its sequence, only glowing brighter, as the years pass, she knows that you write of her, and she just wants to say, she is proud of you, and she hasn't left you, and never will. Sometimes the dead speak to me, through animals, its just a matter of knowing, and understanding, the things that we really don't know, like a mystical traveller. airlover
My dead mother...
looks back at me every time I glance into a mirror.
Wow, pretty scary yet
Wow, pretty scary yet interesting at the same time. I envy writers like you, I could only wish to have such interesting experiences. Tell me more......
i don't know about ghosts but
i don't know about ghosts but i've been writing about my dead mother and she's begun to show up in my dreams.