Growing was extremely close to my step-grandfather. He was like the dad I never knew. However, this also meant I had him wrapped around my finger, I admit. I was a spoilt child. As long as I behaved, I'd get what I wanted, and if I teased him all day about it, I would get it even faster. (I said I was spoilt!)
In the fall of '08, I was just starting my first quarter of college (no summer breaks.) He hadn't been feeling well, and around Thanksgiving he took a turn for the worse. One trip the the hospital later, we discover he had leukemia. The doctors put him on oxygen, did blood transfusions, and started him on chemo. Sadly it would be to late and on December 3rd, he was taken off life support.
Since I couldn't bear to see him hooked up as he had been, I hadn't visited at the hospital, except for one time. So I was waiting at home on the day he passed. It was around 11:30 AM. I was sitting at the computer, with the cordless phone next to me. We also had one with the cord in the computer room. Now that phone was across the room, and if we were getting a call, it would read out the number, then ring. It was also faster than the cordless. It had also never malfunctioned for as long as we had it.
So I was procrastinating in my homework, hopping around on the internet, when the phone, across the room starts reading out "Seven, seven, seven." I now curious, wait to see it out would continue. It didn't, so I returned to my web surfing. I click a link, the phone one again reads "seven, seven, seven." Again, I wait, the phone calls silent once more. By this time I know something is going on, so I try talking with the spirit, not one peep out of the phone.
Now slightly worried, I returned to surfing the internet a third time. The phone speaks up as soon as I turn away. "Seven, seven, seven, seven." I then get hit by the feeling of peace and love. Not long after I get a call from my grandmother at the hospital, informing me he had passed. The only thing I could do was give a sad smile, and reply. "I know, he's said goodbye to me." When we hung up I said my goodbye to him, and cried.
Dragon: thanks for sharing this touching experience.