Jimmy that was an awesome and powerful post. I already liked you because I can tell from your posts you care about what you do and you have integrity. Now I respect you even more because of the way you honored your Father in that post. I have no doubt you will have that impact in your own childrens lives that your Father had in yours.
Great story Pia-ump. I have no doubts it was your father standing there.
Here's a story that I've rarely shared that supports it. Years ago my wife befriended a woman in our town. Very nice normal suburban woman with a good heart, husband a business executive. During normal conversationa she confided that she has a gift of seeing spirits who had passed and even seeing the future. First take from me on this revelation was hide the wallet or that she must have done to her what the fortune teller did to Dorothy in the Wizard of Oz. However there was no interest in any of that, never charged for her insights or had any desire in that area. She just said it was a gift (her daughter had it too she said.) She really didn't make too much of her gift and was quite matter of fact about it.
One time during a conversation she told my wife that my wife's father was standing next to her. She said he is quite an imposing figure (he was a tall big guy with a strong irish personna) and that he wanted her mother to know that he never cheated on her (that was exactly his direct style). The woman said he loved her very much because normally the spitits stand at a distance but he was right next to her. She talked about our kids who she had never met and their futures (including that my then 9 year old would get a baseball scholarship, which he did).
She told a story how she and her husband were once on vacation and she had to stop what she was doing to go up to a strange woman to tell her that her father was behind her wanting to wish her happy birthday.
She mentioned things about our family that she had no basis to know anything about.
So I believe Pia-ump that that was your father and find it rather consoling that we still have the love and support of ones we've lost.
Here's a story that I've rarely shared that supports it. Years ago my wife befriended a woman in our town. Very nice normal suburban woman with a good heart, husband a business executive. During normal conversationa she confided that she has a gift of seeing spirits who had passed and even seeing the future. First take from me on this revelation was hide the wallet or that she must have done to her what the fortune teller did to Dorothy in the Wizard of Oz. However there was no interest in any of that, never charged for her insights or had any desire in that area. She just said it was a gift (her daughter had it too she said.) She really didn't make too much of her gift and was quite matter of fact about it.
One time during a conversation she told my wife that my wife's father was standing next to her. She said he is quite an imposing figure (he was a tall big guy with a strong irish personna) and that he wanted her mother to know that he never cheated on her (that was exactly his direct style). The woman said he loved her very much because normally the spitits stand at a distance but he was right next to her. She talked about our kids who she had never met and their futures (including that my then 9 year old would get a baseball scholarship, which he did).
She told a story how she and her husband were once on vacation and she had to stop what she was doing to go up to a strange woman to tell her that her father was behind her wanting to wish her happy birthday.
She mentioned things about our family that she had no basis to know anything about.
So I believe Pia-ump that that was your father and find it rather consoling that we still have the love and support of ones we've lost.
Piaa:
Great post! I lost my dad almost two years ago, and like you miss him every day. Every once in a while I run someone who looks like my dad, and my heart skips a beat for a second. It used to make me sad when I saw someone who liked him, but now it just makes me happy.
Great post! I lost my dad almost two years ago, and like you miss him every day. Every once in a while I run someone who looks like my dad, and my heart skips a beat for a second. It used to make me sad when I saw someone who liked him, but now it just makes me happy.