I come here several times day to read about people's experiences and to offer any advice I can and sometimes just to enjoy posting with friends here.
I have had what I truly believe to be 3 events that are all related to each other.
This is my story:
I am 57 years old and have belonged to a paranormal research group for several years of which you can read about in my bio if you choose. The time I have spent with them has given me some knowledge about how to try and make contact.
A little background:
I am an only child with both parents deceased. When I was about 40 years of age, with my Mother in very advanced Alzheimer's disease and a Father that was pretty much handicapped I found out that I was adopted. Although I had long suspected I could never get the truth from a very self-absorbed,narcissistic Father and my Mother didn't even know her name by now.
Once I had concrete proof, my Father finally admitted that I was adopted and that he had saved me because nobody wanted me. It was all about the wonderfulness of him.
With a little information to go on I was finally able to get some truth. My parents in fact were very poor and from a different part of the state. My adoptive parents were looking for a "back room, under the table" adoption because my Father was too old to go through the proper way of doing things. With a crooked judge and social worker they were able to take me away from my birth parents against their will. The fact was my birth parents did want me very badly but were too poor to be able to fight. The county showed up one Sunday afternoon and took me right out of the home. I was only 2 years old and from that moment my birth parents never saw me again. They never knew what became of me. I also found out that my birth parents, especially my birth Mother grieved for me the rest of her life. All she would ever talk about was how much she loved me and hoped I was ok.
With some knowledge I had learned from the research group I would begin to speak out loud for my Mother many times while relaxing before going to sleep. I would speak her name out loud
Like this. "Elizabeth J., from blank, Ky., this is your son Randy, I am trying to communicate with you. If you can hear me and are able, do anything you can to let me know you hear me."
3 events took place over the next couple of weeks that I will share with you, my friends at YGS.
After saying my request while sitting up in bed I reached for my phone on the nightstand. Just after I put it down and was getting ready to lay back the following happened.
The room became abnormally quite. It was like the world stopped on a dime. Suddenly I felt as though someone was standing to my right side and at the bottom corner of my bed. I looked but saw nothing abnormal. After a couple of seconds I felt a mild vibration all over my body. Almost like electric but not shocking. Kind of hard to describe. I said out loud. "Mother, if that is you come closer." In less than an instant the vibration intensified 10 fold. I must have looked like a Chihuahua when they get nervous. It was like my whole body was humming. It's very hard to describe but suddenly I felt like an infant being held up close by their Mother or Grandmother, when they hold them in a protective nurturing way in their chest with their arms wrapped tightly around them. I just let myself go and felt an overwhelming sense of love and protection.
I remember tears rolling down my face in a sense of total release and emotion. I have never had anything make me feel that way before or after. After about 30 seconds the vibration and
Feeling faded and I sat there on the bed totally stunned. It's all I could think about for 2 days.
About a week later I thought I would try EVP to see if I could hear anything.
After several nights of asking if she could hear me I did catch an EVP that
Said "Yes, Son."
And lastly, one morning I woke up around 4 in the morning and got up to go to the bathroom. After laying back down I got into that relaxed state of hanging between awake and sleeping. Suddenly I heard a female voice in my head say "Randy, I'm here," I remember just thinking what I wanted to say without speaking it out loud. I could hear voices in the background around her voice but couldn't
Understand what anyone was saying. Like being in a room full of people at a party. And hearing everyone talking but unable to focus on any one person in particular.
I ask "who are all of those people talking?"
She said, "they are some of your relatives."
I ask her if she knew she had twin granddaughters, to which she replied"Of course I know". I also remember saying that I looked so
Forward to meeting her some day and she said I would when my time came.
And she would be very happy for that time also. Not for my death, but meeting. With that she said she would always be near and listening as she had been doing and that she loved me with all of her heart.
Then silence. What I remember most was the sound of her voice. Unburdened by a physical body with physical vocal chords her voice was the most beautiful I had ever heard. So clear, almost song like or siren like if that makes sense.
It's hard to put into words but I think you know what I mean.
Now I will be the first to admit that some or all of this could have been brought on by wishful thinking because I wanted so badly to know my real Mother. To talk with her and be with her. That said, my gut instinct tells me different. I know to be very skeptical of events that happen during bedtime because we can be sleeping and dreaming without knowing it. Am I 100 percent sure these were paranormal events? No I am not.
Do I believe they were? As much as I believe anything else in this world.
Sorry for this being so long and thank you my friends for reading.
Truly a beautiful & sweet story.
Thanks for sharing