I am writing this story on behalf of a friend (I will call her Jessie) who would like me to share this story with you all.
Jessie's family believed in the afterlife and ghosts. When Jessie was very young, her grandfather became very ill. About 3 months later, he died of cancer in his house he shared with his wife. A few months after the death, she was at her grandmother's house for a family gathering. Being Italian they usually have these gatherings.
Jessie was about four years old at the time of this special gathering and was in the kitchen drawing a picture of a horse. As she looked up to show her mom, she realized she wasn't there. But instead she saw a smoky blue, coloured image of her grandfather.
Jessie (being very young and not understanding what was happening) asked him if he was going to join them for dinner. He looked at her, and soon faded away.
Jessie was very frightened so quickly ran into the lounge room to tell her grandmother that she had just seen. He grandmother understood because she had had the exact same sightings.
9 years on, Jessie has still seen the same image of her grandfather standing in the kitchen. Even though they can not communicate, we know he is alright.