Firstly I am the first grandchild in our very big family. I was the one who got whatever I wanted. My mom says family members would come around and take me out without asking her or my dad. I would always be taken back home with new clothes on, or toys. The grand mother and her sister absolutely adored me. They would come over to our house just to see me-really sweet.
My grandmother's sister died in 2001. The incident I am going to tell you about happened almost 2 hours after she passed away.
I remember going downstairs into the living room and looking at the clock on the wall. It showed 7.30p.m. I turned around to my ex-mother-in-law and said in half an hour there will be call from the hospice to say she has passed away. With that, I remember going into the front room and watching a film with my children. Well dead on eight, the phone rang. It was my aunt, who broke the news of my grandmother's sister passing away.
My poor mother and father-in-law's faces were a sight.
My aunt and uncle picked me up and whilst my aunt sat quietly in the car my uncle and I were having a really good laugh. We even got told off by my aunt. We got to the hospice and whilst we were looking for parking, a black cat walked past the car, my aunt was not at all impressed, me and my uncle could not help but to crack some spooky jokes. We had to calm ourselves before we went into the hospice which we managed to do the minute we stepped into the hospice.
The three of us walked slowly to the room where maci (mum's sister) was and of course all the close family. I remember going into the room, going to the bed, the sons all looked at me and each one of them touched my head, a blessing in Indian tradition. I remember my grandmother's face, she was broken. You could see she was going to give up on life as well, both sisters were very close. I said my farewells and really just wanted to go.
We left the hospice about 10p.m. My uncle dropped me home. As soon as I entered the house, I went straight upstairs for a shower. I made sure the kids were asleep and let the in-laws know I was back and went to my bedroom.
I switched on the lamp, drew the curtains. I got into my T-shirt and sat on the bed. I felt weird which was understandable losing a close relative. I got into bed, left the lamp on. I was tempted to put the radio on but could not be asked to get back out of bed.
I was lying in my bed staring at the ceiling trying to sleep but just could not knock off. I lay there for you know what seems like forever, but it is only 2 minutes that was what it was like for me that night. I always sleep on the outside of the bed, never against the wall, something to do with me being claustrophobic.
I was lying in my bed, staring, thinking, having flashbacks, tossing turning. I am sure you have all had nights when you seem to be swimming in your own bed desperate for sleep and sleep will just not come. Well as I said it was one of those nights. I don't know if I managed to get comfortable but lying on my back staring at the ceiling I felt the corner of the right side of the bed sink, like someone sitting has just sat down-the right side being against the wall.
I lay in my bed, I turned my head slightly to face the corner of the bed and there dressed in black, head to toe, a woman sitting there with her face buried in hands crying softly. I just lay in my bed staring at her. She just sat there crying, she did not move from where she was sitting. I got up slowly so I was sitting up in bed all the time keeping my eyes on her.
I can't even tell you what I was feeling and it was not as if I could not move because I could, I had just sat up in my bed. I sat there staring at her for a while how long exactly I cannot say.
I got out of the bed slowly. I slid my legs out first really slowly, so now I was sitting on the bed, my eyes on her all the time, then slowly I stood up. The funny thing is, instead of walking straight towards the doors like a normal person, I got out of the bed and stayed facing the woman so I was in fact walking toward the bedroom door walking like a crab, side ways so I could make sure this woman was not going to move. I got to the door opened it and ran downstairs. I told my mother-in-law what had happened. She was totally freaked out about the phone call so this freaked her out even more.
I told my mum and grand mother what had happened; they did not say anything they only looked at each other. A year after my Grandmother's sister passed my grandmother died. The two sisters were really close-my grandmother gave up on life the night her sister passed away.
My grand mother has appeared in my dreams a few times but that is another story.