Firstly, I realise there is a great possibility that this story will not be published. It basically relates to one rather uninteresting incident and my sceptical son.
My second born, Kevin, who now lives in Missisauga, Canada, is a total unbeliever in virtually anything spiritual and this makes me rather sad as both my eldest son and my daughter (especially the eldest) have some leanings towards spirituality. In fact the eldest has experienced a number of very unusual incidents.
I think I was born with the ability to see, hear and feel various entities but not the ability to hold conversations with them. I talk, they don't reply.
I have related quite a few of my experiences to my children and two of them listen quite eagerly with a remark or a question here and there. Kevin simply smiles, laughs, or passes a funny remark.
One Sunday evening I had an experience where I felt an entity standing behind me in my study, my hair raised on my head, goose bumps, the works. I thought it might have been a neighbour who had passed away approximately a week prior to this. My PC, which I was working on at the time, suddenly went blank and equally suddenly was filled with all sorts of numbers, emoticons, etc. At the time I had two cats who virtually flew out of the study towards the kitchen area. My husband, Kevin, my daughter and her then boyfriend were sitting in the lounge watching a movie. Of course I related to them what had just happened. The boyfriend was sceptical, said nothing but my husband and daughter "sort of" believed me. Kevin was virtually rolling on the floor with laughter. He said: "Mom if it's a ghost just tell it to fix it up. If it can't fix it Ill come and help you after the movie" and carried on laughing. I stormed out of the lounge, angry and worried as it was a project I was working on and couldn't afford to lose the work. This was my bread and butter, it was work, not simply fooling around. So I returned to the study, screen now blank, asked the ghost to please return my work. Nothing happened. I went to the bathroom, returned to the study and lo and behold there was my work.
I know that some of the readers will find this a little difficult to swallow, as did my son. I have many faults but one of them is not offloading a bunch of rubbish as far as the supernatural is concerned! By the way, there was absolutely nothing wrong with my PC. This happened while I was fully concentrating on what I was doing, working flat out, until the ghost decided to pay a visit.
I am not going to go into all the events where my own son thought I was the star of the comedy show. I have already published some of them and have more to add in the near future.
One day I told him that after I die he will be the first one I'll haunt. His reply to me? "Mom please make it during the week at 05:30 and bring me a cup of coffee."
Actually Kevin tends to be the joker in the family, always has a wise crack but never nasty in the way he puts things. Usually has the whole family in stitches.
One of the reasons I am posting this is because for the past few days he has been in my thoughts constantly. Canada is very far from South Africa and I miss him and his family pretty badly.
By the way, will I be able to haunt him in Canada? Haven't visited him there yet lol, might lose my way!