My dad died due to a gun shot hours after the birth of my sister ('77). My mom obviously still in the hospital when my grandma had to tell her. I have two stories that involve him.
My mom, my sisters and I moved into a house when I was 12, I am now 34. (I have two prior stories posted about this house) This new house of ours is in an old neighborhood and I later found out that the house we moved into was across the street from the house that my dad was killed in.
My mom's best friend (Maria) lived directly across from us and next door to the house in which my dad perished. Maria was having a birthday party for her daughter in which we were unable to attend. Everyone was outside enjoying the sunshine, music and food. Maria walked inside to get some more food to set out and saw a man walk down the hall and then disappear into a room. She found this a little odd seeing's that everyone was outside and she did not recognize him. She walked over to the room and of course it was empty. She thought this was odd but went back to her party.
She was later telling my mom about this incident, and my mom being a lover of great ghost stories started asking questions. Mom asked Maria to describe the man. She stated that he had long black curly hair, pulled back in a pony tail, light complexion, jeans, and a white t-shirt. My mother sat there and had a shocked look on her face. Maria had just described my dad (he died in '77). This was something my dad always wore.
It made me sad that I was never able to see him, but I suppose there is a reason for it.
Second dad sighting: I now live in another state, away from my family. One of my friends and I were sitting on the deck enjoying a drink and the beautiful night. My friend, whom I believe is a sensitive. She has one of the auras that spirits seem to be drawn to. We were sitting there and she asked me if I was aware that I had a spirit attached to me, she stated that she had seen him around me before and decided to ask me if I felt him. I did feel him all the time and it was a feeling of peace and warmth. I asked her to describe him to me. (I can't see him, I can only feel him) she gave the same description that Maria gave, and it gave me the chills but at the same time gave me so much peace.
Thanks so much for reading; I know it was a long one!