All of my life I have felt things. My earliest memory of something like this was laying in my bed at night and seeing a woman with a parasol standing in my bedroom doorway. Sometimes she had 2 little girls with her. This was always a silhouette, never clear or lifelike. I was never afraid when I saw them. They were just there, which leads me to believe they were always there in my life.
I never mentioned this to my parents or gave it much attention at all really. It was just a part of my life.
As I grew older I saw her less and less. Then I got married to a very abusive man. I started seeing her again, only this time she had a blue glow to her. She would often be in the corner of my bedroom, just watching. Particularly after a really terrible fight. I was trying to get the courage to end my marriage and that is when the action began. One day I was home alone in the bathroom doing my hair. I heard an extremely loud crash from the kitchen. I went to see and a very substantial, heavy glass cake stand had somehow fallen in the middle of the floor in my kitchen. It was very far back on the counter with no explanation as to how or why this fell. I cleaned up the mess and dismissed it as something strange and went on about my day. That night my lady appeared to me in a dream. This time she was looked like you or me. She had brown hair and was beautiful, but oh so sad. She told me I had to get out or my life would be just like that cake stand, broken, shattered, and scary. I took this as a strong message.
The following night I had another dream. This time I walked into a house. In one room there were two twin beds and a desk in the corner. There were purple bedspreads and little toys on the desk. I also walked in a kitchen with a very 60's style décor and fresh fruit on the table. There was also a picture of JFK on the wall. A little girl in a yellow dress with a page boy haircut. She told me her name and told me about school and giggled a good bit. She was a sweet girl and told me her little sister was scared to come talk to me. The little girl even kissed my cheek and I felt it. It was so real.
I finally had the courage to end my marriage and filed all the proper restraining orders and went through the legal process of pressing charges and getting a divorce. During this very dark and traumatizing time in my life I often saw my lady with the blue glow around her. Sometimes it was just a blue glow in the corner of the bedroom and this allowed me to sleep easier.
I held on to an old china plate that I had hanging on the wall in my living room. We had purchased it on our honeymoon. One day when I got home from work it was sitting broken perfectly in half right inside the front door. NO ONE had a key to my home or had access. I was extremely cautious about security at my home. I picked the two pieces up and threw them in the outside trash bin.
That night my sweet lady visited for the last time. She told me she did that to the plate because my marriage was over and I needed no reminders. She also told me I wouldn't be seeing her anymore and that I was going to be just fine now.
I shared this story with my parents who do not believe in any sort of paranormal phenomena. When I said the name of the little girl and described them my father went pale. We have no association with my father's family. I have never known any of them and he very rarely spoke of them. He said that he had a great aunt with two little girls that were murdered in their home by her abusive husband in the mid 60's.
I believe that this was her, I didn't say names because this is a very private family matter. I think that once she saved me and my daughter, she was able to move on. I believe she was protecting me and waiting from the time I was a baby to save me nearly 30 years later. And just like she said, I have never seen her or the girls again. I hope she and the girls are able to rest now.
I welcome your thoughts and comments. And please if any of you readers are a victim of domestic violence, seek help and shelter. God bless.