Back for some more stories now I’ve caught up.
My grandad died about 6 years ago now not long after I moved to another country. We weren’t particularly close but would visit him on birthdays/christmases etc. My family didn’t tell me he was ill straight away as they didn’t want to worry me, so I didn’t find out until he actually passed.
The first few years after he died around 3 or 4 times I’ve woken up in the middle of the night and have been absolutely certain that he was stood in the doorway to the bedroom. I never actually saw him but definitely felt a presence and had a strong feeling that it was him. I travel for work so this has happened in hotel rooms in other countries, as well as my home where I live now (which my husband really wasn’t impressed with when I woke him up one night to tell him my grandad had just been to visit us
![Face with tears of joy :joy: 😂](https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/gh/joypixels/emoji-assets@5.0/png/64/1f602.png)
).
I visited his partner a few years after his death and told her he’s been to visit me, she said she also sees him stood in the doorway of the living room and she tells him to piss off because she’s still angry at him for dying
My dad has also said that he’s seen him in the bedroom doorway in the middle of the night. He must have a thing about doorways! Haven’t seen him for a while so I really hope he’s passed on to a peaceful place now, and like to think that he was just coming to check on me and say goodbye, as we never really had a proper goodbye before I left.
I’ll post about my childhood home in another post as it’s a long one. I’m currently trying to do more research about what was in the area before it was built (I’m sure I was told when I was younger it was a mining area which would make sense).