This story is about my first experience with the paranormal.
I was about three years old at the time. My family, which at the time was my papa, grandma, mother, and younger brother (who was one at the time), and I were in my papa's car driving down the little pathway in the cemetery. I remember I was on the left side of the car, my brother on the right, and my mother in the middle.
We were driving down the cemetery when I spotted a woman waving at me. She had blond hair that stopped at her chin and it was very curly. She had a blue floral dress on. She didn't look very old, but being three, I thought anybody older than me was old. She had a nice smile on her face. She was waving and walking toward the parking lot. "Mommy! Look at the nice lady waving!" I said. My mother looked to where I was pointing. She didn't see anything, so she just passed it off as a three-year-old babbling. I kept looking at the lady and waved back. As we drove, we lost sight of her, so I stopped waving.
Later, when we got home, my mother asked me what the lady I saw looked like. I described a lady with curly hair and a blue dress. My mother left the room and came back with a picture of my great-grandmother. I told her that was the lady I saw. My mother explained that the lady was my great grandmother who had died when my grandma was 15. My mother was born 12 years later, so we had never met her.
That was my first experience. I have never seen her since, but I like to think she was looking out for us.