My grandma died when I was 17. She had been staying with us ever since I was born and helped raise me up along with my parents. So we were pretty close. She died of cancer 5 years ago. I was pretty shaken up by her death, especially as I had seen her suffering so much before she breathed her last and also as I had been with her just before she closed her eyes forever.
As tradition goes, we performed the wake, where, as most of you know, we have to watch over the dead person for at least one day before cremation. So ever since they brought my grandma's body home, I just sat there by her feet, and looked at her and did not talk to anybody. Everybody was worried about me and the next morning, at about 3am, my aunt told me to go and rest, at first I did not agree, but after everyone's insistence, I agreed. So I went upstairs and lay down on the bed. Odd enough, I fell asleep quite easily (I basically take a lot of time to fall asleep). But as I was a light sleeper, I woke up when I heard a noise. I was not yet fully awake and everything was blurry in front of me. But I saw someone before me. I could not see properly and they looked like a shadow. Normally, I am a big coward when it comes to ghosts and all, but I was not scared at that time, even though I got the feeling it was not a live person standing there in front of me. I sensed somehow that it was my grandma and she put her hand on my forehead.
After sometime, I heard someone coming upstairs and that shadow vanished in thin air. As soon as it disappeared, I could see clearly again. And I felt a peace inside me at that time. I think somehow my grandma sensed my sadness and by her touch, I felt like she was telling me not to be sad and she would always be there with me. I still remember that night and it brings a smile on my face whenever I think of that.
Two nights later, I was sound asleep. I always cover myself from head to toe while sleeping, whether it's hot or cold. Psychologically, I feel safe like that (I'm pathetic, I know). However, in summer, I use a thin cover. It's important I tell you this, you'll understand in a few minutes. In the middle of the night, I woke up and as soon as I opened my eyes, I heard my office chair make the sound that they usually make when someone get on or off it. My heart started to beat very fast. I closed my eyes quickly, but later I got a feeling that it was my grandma so I opened my eyes again but I did not remove the cover off my head (as I said I am a big coward). As the cover was very thin, I could see through it though everything was a bit blurred and I saw someone walking from the chair towards the door. As mentioned above, I was very close to my grandma, so I know the way she walked and that person walked exactly like her and the type of clothes she was wearing was just like my grandma (as my grandma always wore the same type of clothes). I'm sure it was not my mother, as that person walked just like an old lady would. As she was nearing the door, I kept telling myself "remove the cover Jenny (that's my name), look, it might be the last time you're seeing your grandma," and I still curse myself for not removing the cover. Anyway, as soon as she reached the door, she just vanished in the air. As mentioned above, the cover was very thin, so I still saw everything, though a bit hazily.
According to me, she came to see us one last time, before going wherever they are meant to go and the possible reason why both times I saw her in a blurred way is because she knew I was really afraid of ghosts and spirits and maybe she didn't want to scare me. As soon as I realised it, tears came rolling down my cheeks and I said to my grandma that wherever she was, I loved her and I knew that she loved me too.