I want to begin by saying that I am only here seeking answers to a re-occurring situation I have experienced in the past year.
Several months ago I was awakened by the presence of someone getting in my bed. I recall feeling concerned but not scared. I lay there for a moment assuming one of my younger children had waken, came and got in bed with me. I awakened, knowing what time the clock read and I could also hear the fan blowing in the room. No one was there. Oddly enough, each time this has happened my husband has been gone. I lay there for a moment thinking I must have dreamed it.
A few nights later it happened again. Same experience... Early morning visits from an unwelcome bed partner. I told my husband of this on the first instance... He tried to bring me comfort by saying I was dreaming. We even discussed how maybe it was related to the recent and unexpected death of my mother. She passed away unexpectedly in the early morning hours... So we though maybe there was a connection. I, by no means, think my mother is haunting me. For that matter I am not sure I believe in hauntings or ghost.
With each experience I have never felt scared or panic. I just feel excited and curious as to what or why it has happened.
When it happens... I often just lay there and can feel "it" move. On some occasions, I can even hear the linens rustle. It is very obvious to me that something or someone is there. But I assure you there is no one. I have even reached to touch "it"...but the bed is cold and empty.
After many months of this, I am still not alarmed. I have almost come to expect it.
As for my thoughts, I am not sure who it is, or if it is anyone. I suppose it is my mother. Perhaps it could be my father. I have no idea since none of it makes sense to me. I had a good relationship with my mother and father when they passed. My father has been gone almost 4 years and my mother now for 7 months.
I will add that these experiences have only begun since the passing of my mother.
When I attend the graveside... I do not feel as though she is there. It is difficult for me to talk to her there... Yet I can freely and often do talk to my father. (They rest side-by-side)
I have not fully grieved for her. I have a very busy life and some rather odd experiences happened at the same time as her death... And with that I just have not had time to think about her death. I know she is gone... But she is still with me.
Now...with all of this... I will add that our home is a new home built on old farm/cattle land. I am open to the ideas that this has nothing to do with my mother or father. Perhaps it is a mere coincidence that it all started when she passed.
I must ask... What is it? Why am I experience this? Is there a logical answer to this?
PLEASE let me clarify... I AM NOT SLEEPING during these situations! I can promise you... I was sleeping before I am awake by this circumstance... But I am VERY conscious during the process.
If anyone has any answers or technical terms for what I have experienced, PLEASE help!
I do agree... It is likely my mother. Is it wrong of me to want her to stay here with me, afterall she is more than welcome here?
I felt very guilty when I read the response from Rhodes... I felt as if I am holding my mother here. But... The next day... I almost wanted to keep her here. Selfish huh?
If it is her... Why do I have to let her go. It would be nice to know it is her and she can come and go as she pleases.
Yet... I do know I need to greive her loss. But, the truth is I don't want to. And it doesn't come natural to me. I can't cry or even be sad all the time. I talk about it all the time. I am aware of the circumstance... And know she has left the physical world. But... I believe she is with me and still a large part of my everyday life.