To all readers, new and accustomed to my stories, this is about the 2 guardian spirits in my home, Gran and Charlie.
After going through recovery from my operation in November, I had really started missing being able to feel Charlie or Gran with me, instead of just hearing them make little noises. Last Saturday, 4 January 2014, I got my first touch since 19 November.
My parents had been ending the holiday period off by spending the last week with us at my house. Saturday night my cousin and her family came to visit. I still get tired a lot quicker than I did before, and at one point I went to check my phone (which was on charge in my bedroom) as I had been talking to Tim and Elaine earlier.
As you enter my room, the en-suite bathroom is to your left. My bed is on the right. I walked into the room and got on the bed, lying down on my stomach, my feet hanging off the side of the bed, pointed at the bedroom door and my face to the window. I was replying to a message from Tim when someone tickled the back of my left leg. This was not faint; this was like someone wanted to make me laugh. I thought one of my boys had come in and was playing, so I looked around, and there was no one there. I sent Tim a message about this and he replied that Gran just wanted to make me smile. When I got up off the bed, I could feel her to my left, touching my arm.
On Wednesday, 8 January, I started work again. Yesterday, 9 January, as I got in my car to leave work, one of the toys that my son H had left in the car chimed all by itself. This is a mini dartboard, with LED lights in it, that get triggered when you aim a plastic gun with a laser pointer at it. I had not even started the vehicle, so vibration could not have caused it. On my way home, the toy chimed again 3 times, each time making me giggle. Then it went quiet. When I got home, I realized I had locked my house keys in the trunk of my car, so I could not open the gate or the garage. I pulled in front of the gate, switched the ignition off, and the toy chimed again. I smiled and told Charlie he had succeeded in making me laugh. When I finally got into the house and checked my phone, Tim had sent me a message saying that Charlie wanted me to relax. I was too wound up from work.
This morning when I went to the kitchen to get my lunch ready, I closed the door to the kids' bedroom as it is still school holidays and I don't want to wake them. As I walked past the guest bedroom, which used to be my bedroom when my parents still lived there, and is painted a faded pink colour, I could have sworn that for an instant I caught sight of a woman sitting on the foot end of the bed. I blinked and no one was there. Later this morning, my friend J sent me a message (he is looking after the boys for me this week) and asked if I had known that my son, T, had slept in the pink room last night. He said he went to go open the curtains and found T there.
All things are back to normal once again. Which is relative nowadays.