Jeannette, our company president, was extremely dedicated to making the company profitable while keeping the employees happy. Unfortunately she died of cancer. About two months after her death, another employee and I were sitting in my office shooting the breeze when my phone rang. I answered and it was someone asking for Jeannette. I explained that she had died, and just as I hung up the phone, a garbled voice came from outside my door – “Sandy.” The other employee and I both heard it, and she got up to leave. I immediately walked her to my door, and when we looked out nobody was there. My instincts tell me it was Jeannette.
Our family lived in Cincinnati for three generations. However, upon reaching adulthood, I moved to San Diego and my brother, Barry, moved to Minnesota. My parents never left southern Ohio on vacation their entire lives (dad was in the Navy, but that certainly wasn’t a vacation).
About two months after mom died, my alarm clock went off one morning and as I was getting out of bed, a loud, gravelly, hoarse voice came from near the ceiling across from the foot of my bed – “Sandy.” I stopped to think, even though I couldn’t tell if it was male or female, well, it must be mom. She finally got to visit someplace other than Cincinnati! Shame it had to be after she died. I said, “Mom, thanks for visiting, but you don’t need to stay here. I can look after myself. You can move on.”
About two months later, again upon getting out of bed one morning, the same gravelly, hoarse voice near the ceiling said “Barry.” I was stunned. I said, “Mom, you got the wrong house – Barry lives in Minnesota!” I was never able to figure out why mom came back to say my brother’s name to me because he also experiences paranormal things, so a visit from her wouldn’t have been unusual.
Sent in by Sandy Fuersich, Copyright 2010
interesting…. i love how you actually answer your mother. XP good luck with your mother. XP
i think it cool too that you spoke to her.sorry that your mom died.what paranormal stuff as your brother had?have you heard from jeannette or was a one time thing.sorry also about what happened to her.thanks for the story.
Anna, although my brother has a white collar job, he lives on an old farm in Minnesota which seems to be haunted. One day he and his family came home from an outing and all of their toothbrushes were in the middle of the floor. Another time he and his wife were moving a washing machine down their basement stairs and his wife, who was holding onto the top, lost her grip and the full weight fell on my brother. He felt something pushing hard against his back keeping him in an upright position until his wife regained her grip. Another time he and his wife were sitting in their living room watching TV, and they both saw at the same time an old lady wearing old-fashioned clothes standing in the kitchen staring at them. Another time he took a picture of his wife and a grandchild with his digital camera, and when he uploaded it to his computer, standing in the background was a seethrough little girl in a bonnet (you could see the chair behind her right through her), old fashioned clothes and holding what appears to be a small flute. These are only the things he has told me about. Probably a lot more things have happened that I’m not aware of. I’m sending him the links to my postings and hopefully he will share with this site some of the things that have happened to him and his family.
That was the only time I heard a voice which I thought could have been Jeannette.
seems like who ever it was holding on to your brother was watching over him,and his wife.im glad nothing bad happened to them when they were bring the wash machine downstairs.they dont think its something they have to worry about seeing those ghosts do they?it seem like nothing bad.and i would love to hear more about your brother and wife what happened.if they do deside to post can you ask about the pictures too?thanks for commenting me back.
you sound like you are alright with your visitors! which is a good thing! thanks for such a interesting family experience!
yeah Sandy, you are absolutely cool and you have so much belief that, that voice is of your mother’s and she came to pay a visit to her children. she must be one heck of a mother who cares so much about her children even after dying. and you are such a great girl who assured her mother that she is alright rather than getting scared or paralysed.
great family!
i love your story and stay this cool always.
What a neat story! Like your friends and loved ones came back to let you know (at the time they spoke to you) that they were right there with you! I too would find their voices comforting… thanks for sharing
thats weird! because one time i was alone in the house, (EVERYBODY was asleep) and all of a sudden i hear my name called, like REALLY loudly, like someone was outside trying to get my attention! i jump up, run to the door and look out but no one is there! after about 20 minutes i then hear my name called again but aftermy name i then hear someone elses name called! 1 hour later i SWEAR i seen someone/ something standing down the hall looking at me! but thanks 4 sharing!