My sister died in her early 40's from a muscular disease, she had a stroke because of the disease, because she got no oxygen she was declared brain dead and my parents decided to take her off life support. My brother and I didnt agree with their decision to do this but we felt as parents they had the right to make this decision. I felt hurt that this happened but then this occured and gave me some peace:
In the house that I lived in I sat in a chair right by the front door. Everytime she came to visit me, she always walked in and tapped my head and asked me what I was doing. The front door was almost always open because of my kids going in and out. Two weeks after she died I was sitting on that chair and felt someone tap me on the head like she always did. I first felt shock when it happened, then I looked around nobody was there. I told myself i was imagining it and then I felt it again. I moved out of that house about a month later because of other things going on in my life. But I know that this was her.
In the house that I lived in I sat in a chair right by the front door. Everytime she came to visit me, she always walked in and tapped my head and asked me what I was doing. The front door was almost always open because of my kids going in and out. Two weeks after she died I was sitting on that chair and felt someone tap me on the head like she always did. I first felt shock when it happened, then I looked around nobody was there. I told myself i was imagining it and then I felt it again. I moved out of that house about a month later because of other things going on in my life. But I know that this was her.
