It was February 20, 2017, when my husband and I got a phone call from my mother-in-law letting us know that my husband's grandmother passed away. She was diagnosed with stage 4 cervical cancer in early 2016, she had had the same cancer 20 years ago but it came back. The worst thing that added on to that was shortly after they diagnosed her with having stage 4 cancer she had developed dementia (Sundowning). It was an extremely hard year for all of us watching her go through this, if anyone knows what happens when dementia takes over its terrible. She was the most loving, caring woman in the whole world and I adored her. We were happy that she no longer had to suffer but ultimately it left us all with a lot of sadness.
That day I had went over to grandmas house to help look through pictures that we could bring with us for the wake and I felt strange going into the house knowing she was not going to be there anymore. My sister-in-law and I went upstairs to get some albums with pictures in it, and we noticed that grandmas door was open about half way we thought one of our cousins were up here as well so we went to look and we saw what looked like an elderly woman standing in front of the window, my sister-in-law looked at me and said that's grandma. After she turned to look at me we both looked back and she was gone, we ran downstairs and told my mother-in-law and she said that she went upstairs earlier and was in her bedroom when she felt a hand on her shoulder but no one was there. We were very happy that she came through for us to know that she was there and was looking after us.
A few days later after the wake and funeral, I started to feel a lot of anxiety and paranoia in my own house, I did not want to be in the house by myself, this usually only happened when I wanted to go into the bathroom to take a shower I always felt extremely paranoid in there like someone was watching me and I would wake up at 3 am every night the same time and not be able to go back to sleep because I felt like I was having a panic attack. This all started after she passed away and I don't know why this is happening.
About a month later, I was in my basement where my laundry room is and I heard footsteps in the house right above me, my husband was outside mowing the lawn with his headphones on so I knew it wasn't him and my dog was downstairs with me. After I was finished loading the clothes in the machine I went to the front where my husband was and asked him if he had went into the house and he told me no, but he did say he saw someone peeking through the blinds in the front bedroom. That scared the hell out of me, I am not sure if it was grandma paying us a visit or if it is something else.
If anyone can give me some information on why I might be having this anxiety that would be great.