In 1998, my aunt Marie (we called her Rie) died of cancer. I was only four when she passed, but according to everyone, she loved me dearly, like I was her own child. She used to knit me blankets, and wall murals to hang in my bedroom. The last blanket she sewed was rainbow colors, but was never finished because she passed before it was completed.
My mother was Rie's favorite sister, and was also the last person to talk to her before she died telling her it was all going to be okay. About two weeks after her death, I was sleeping in bed next to my mom. Apparently, something made my mother wake up in the middle of the night, and sit straight up. She told me she saw my aunt Rie, standing at the front of her bed, smiling. Her long blonde hair was down and she was wearing fresh, pretty clothes. She didn't speak--just stared at my mom for a long time, and looked over at me as well, still smiling. My mom got a little scared, so she went back to bed, and aunt Rie never returned.
For a long time, my mom told no one because she thought everyone would say she was crazy. But then one night, in an argument with my grandfather, my mom told him that she had seen Rie. All of a sudden, my grandfather looked like he was about to cry, saying that he wished that Rie would visit him; but she never did.
My question is, why did Rie visit that night?
Was she there to just visit or is she there all the time, and we just don't see her?
The place where my mom had seen her was a bedroom in my grandparent's house. We don't live with them anymore of course, but when I visit them every summer, I sleep in that bedroom and I always hear strange noises at night and get very scared.
Is she my guardian angel just to look over me?