My maternal Grandmother was a wonderful woman full of fire and quick wit. She emigrated to the US by herself in the 1920s to attend nursing school in Boston, and never left. She moved in with my family when I was 19 and just leaving for college. In 1994 she was diagnosed with lung cancer and passed away at home with all of us present. I still miss her terribly.
On that day light bulbs blew, the answering machine went haywire and never worked again, and the baby monitor between Gram's room and my Mothers picked up nothing but static. My Mother had been up with her during the night and Gram had told her she was visited during the night by family. "No one you would know," she told my Mother. This was only a few hours before she passed.
She was the matriarch of our family and a great source of love and comfort to those that knew her. When we went on vacations, my sisters and I would fight over who got to share a room with Gram.
Flash forward to Halloween Morning, 2007. I have been in Arizona now for 6 years and am living with my husband in our home outside of Phoenix. October was still a warm month for us here in the desert so we slept with the fan on. My husband had left for work already and I was just laying there half asleep, half awake. I was listening to the whirring of the fan when suddenly I could hear a voice behind the whirring. The voice sounded familiar. Where had I heard this voice? It kept repeating the same thing: "Just wait until December. Just wait until December..." I started to repeat it in my head. Suddenly I opened my eyes and snapped myself out of this state. I laid back down and tried to listen to see if I could hear it again. Nothing. I tried several more times. Still nothing. And that voice. I know that voice! It was Grams. Why December? What's going to happen in December?
Being that it was Halloween morning and all I thought for a second that I had somehow conjured this up in my subconscious. However, it all made perfect sense. I was raised Catholic and it is believed that on All Hallow's Eve (Oct. 31st) and All Soul's Day (Nov. 1st) that the veil between the living and dead is the thinnest. We are closer than ever during that timeframe. It is not surprising that if she were going to speak to me it would be then.
Time went by and before I knew it the holidays were approaching. My family all lives in different states and we had been trying to decide forever where to go meet to take a vacation together. We put it off until after the first of the year. December 2007 came and went without incident. I still kept Grams words in the back of my head. In January of this year we finally laid down some concrete vacation plans. In addition to my immediate family going, all members of Grams family have also decided to partake in this reunion of sorts. The month said vacation is going to take place? You guessed it. December.
As I've gotten older I have not experienced much by way of paranormal experiences but this was probably the most pleasant thing I have ever experienced. I believe this was Grams way of letting me know that something great was around the corner and it pleased her to see the family together.