My "Nemo" or who I used to call her "memo" was like another Grandmother figure in my life. We were very close. My Grandma on my dad's side told me that when I was a baby, Nemo would hold me close to her with our foreheads together and we would giggle simultaneously. She would giggle, then me, then together. My Grandma also told me that she would have dreams about me (when I was age 3) when I was still in my mothers womb. When I was born, she had already seen me. When I turned 2 or 3 years old, I looked exactly as the little girl she dreamed about. So yeah... We have a strong connection.
My Nemo passed away when I was about 7 or 8 years old, I remember my mom answering the phone in the middle if the night, and it waking me up. We used to live in a small one bedroom house, so I just walked over to mom's bed. She was crying. She told me that Nemo went to Heaven, and that she was an angel now. I cried all night and didn't go to school for a couple of days, my best friend had died of cancer.
This is when I started seeing ghosts. I would see my Nemo standing there, I would just stare at her. The feeling of comfort and love surrounded me. She visited quite often, when my mom and I would get into an argument or something, plates would fall and crash on the kitchen floor and when we went to see the mess, nothing was to be found. When I was alone and upset, I would feel a scene of warmth and comfort, like a big hug, and immediately I would stop crying.
We moved out of that house years ago, since then, I don't see or hear my Nemo anymore. The last time I saw her is when I was staying at my other Grandmas house and as I brought my weeks worth of clothes in the door, I looked in the hall and I saw my Nemo. Plaid shirt, greased up jeans, base ball cap, tooth pick and all. She was walking to the room my grandma made for me to stay in. I welled up because I had missed her so much and I saw her for the first time in years.
I love my Nemo so much. I wonder if she gave me the gift I have since it started after she had passed away... Or if it runs in the family. My Grandma on Dad's side, my Dad and Uncle have all had experiences, and some extreme. I don't know, but I'm grateful I have this ability of seeing spirits and whatnot. And I wish I could see my grandma, or at least feel her loving presents again.