I have always believed in ghosts/spirits but had no experiences to back this up until my brother passed away. Dewey died 7/24/05. Dewey, his wife and their 2 children had came up to my parents' house for the weekend, since I was celebrating my 21st birthday on the 23rd. Everything had been fine, I was talking to my brother before going out to celebrate and I remember him distinctly telling me that if anything happened to him, to take care of his wife and kids. I just kind of laughed at him and said, "Oh yeah, of course I will." Well that night he decided to stay at home with my dad and his kids while everyone else went out to get me drunk.
The next morning I get a call early in the morning from my dad. He proceeded to tell me to get to his house now because my brother just passed away. This was a very difficult time for my whole family, especially his wife. No, I will not go into the cause of death, other than to say it was accidental and did happen in my parents' house.
Now, remember, until this point I have had no actual ghostly experiences, just an unexplained faith in their existence. So, one night a few months after he passed away I was talking to my sister-in-law and she told me that right after he passed (somewhere between that night or up to 3 days later) she was laying in bed and crying and then she felt him kiss both of her eyes and then her lips. This is what he would do in life, too. At this point she was still at my parents' house, since we held the funeral here, and she was not ready to return to her home yet, either.
So, fast forward about 3 years to February 2008. My husband and I bought our own house. He was working a night job at this point in time, until about a month to a month and a half after we moved in. So for this period I would be home alone until 2-3 am when he would get home. Well, after about 2-3 weeks I was laying in bed and it was dark. All of a sudden I noticed headlights from a car shining in at me through the window. The part that got me was that we had never touched the blinds to open them, as they weren't put up very well and liked to fall down if touched.
So, the next day I asked my husband why he opened the blinds. He proceeded to tell me that he never touched them. This was strange, but I just said, ok and put the thought away. A few months later I happened to notice that 2 of the floor vents in my living room were suddenly closed off. Now, we lived in a mobile home, and these vents were hard to open and close, meaning, you can't do it unknowingly. I asked everyone who had been there if they closed them, and every person said they hadn't. So this is where I have come to the conclusion that my brother had been playing tricks on me. I never had any feelings good or bad, so I really don't think it was some unknown spirit, as that doesn't make any sense to me.
There are a couple of things that lead me to know without a doubt that our loved ones stay after death to help those who really need it. When I was finally starting to grieve for Dewey, which took a while for me - I am talking months, and it was slowly coming out - I would be crying very hard just missing him. I was to the point where I was crying so hard I couldn't breath easily, just like panting. After a few minutes, I would have this complete calm come over me, just like switch was flipped. One second I was crying uncontrollably and the very next I am no longer crying and am breathing fine. Which, everyone who has cried knows it takes a few minutes to calm your breathing from that point. The only way you would have known I was crying was by the puffy eyes. This happened every time I cried for him for about the first 2 years. I couldn't actually feel my brother with me, just this unbelievable calm. It is something that had never happened to me prior or even since that time.
The only other spiritual encounters have been in my dreams. Every dream has been a different setting, the only one I can clearly recall is at like an airport. I have had multiple dreams with my brother, but they are also basically the same idea. I will see him standing there (wherever it may be) and he will look at me, but there is never any emotion on his face and he will not speak or even try to. I am also fully aware in my dream that he is dead. This was mainly the first 2 years that I would dream with Dewey as the starring role, but it also happened about 6 months ago. No, he hadn't been on my mind at the time, as I have been dealing with health problems and also have a 4 year old son to take care of.
Also, about 3 weeks ago I had the same type of dream, but instead of it being my brother it was a friend who passed away about 13 years ago. And this is a girl that I truly hadn't thought of in many years. But it was the same that I knew she was dead, she wouldn't even try to speak, and she would just stare at me with a blank look on her face. In life, this girl always had a smile, so it is hard to even picture her without one.
I am not asking for any dream interpretations, I just want to know if anyone has any thoughts as to whether this may be a real visit, or just my subconscious. I have read other stories where people have had actual visits in their dreams but, so far, I haven't read any with an experience like mine. I truly want to believe my brother just wants to see me, and let me see him, but I just have no way to know for sure. I am also curious to hear if anyone reading this has ever had that completely calming effect in the middle of an uncontrollable crying session.
Thank you for reading, and commenting, if you should feel the desire to do so.