A Father's Love

This is a story my mother has told me since I was old enough to understand about paranormal things. Once I started telling my mother things that I saw or heard and totally understood them she was able to tell me stories from her own experiences and stories she had heard from our family. Like I said we have had a long line of people with "the gift".

This was before my dad was even in my mother's life. Her best friend at the time wanted her to house sit so my mom was all up for it. I don't think she ever told me exactly what state this was in but it does involve snow.

She was housesitting for her friend and was up in the bedroom trying to get some shut eye and she heard this car door. She looked out the window and saw a car in the driveway and a man getting out of the car with a red coat on. He was walking toward the door. My mom proceeded to the door and once she opened it there was NOONE there and no car BUT there were footprints in the snow leading up to the door. Yet noone was there. My mom was thinking she was going nuts and shut the door. You always doubt when things like this happen to you. She then was going to try to go back to bed but once again this car with the man in the red coat was outside in the driveway again. Once again my mother opened the door and the only thing there were those footprints. She was really started to get scared at this point because what the heck was going on! She was home alone and this car with the red coat man kept coming to this house but once opening the door the car and him were gone! This happened a total of three times in a row. My mom was pretty freaked out but she had to stay in this house because she had told her friend she would housesit.

The next morning some police officers showed up at the front door, the non disappearing kind. They asked my mom if she was so and so. They were looking for her best friend. My mom told them no she was housesitting for her but what did they want. They proceeded to tell my mother they needed to know her whereabouts because her father had died the night before and they needed to let her know. My mother asked them to please describe the man and tell her what he was wearing and driving. He was driving the car that was in the driveway with a, yep you guessed it, red coat! My mother was floored.

This man loved his daughter so much he was trying to get hold of her himself and let her know he was gone and to probably say his final good-bye. Yet every time my mother would open the door he would be gone knowing it wasn't his daughter. He tried 3 times to do this each time to discover his daughter wasn't home.

Now that's what I call fatherly love!

Father Daughter Connection

I have always been spiritually close to my father. I can't say that I'm close to him any other way. He is a military man(Air Force) and the whole time I was growing up he was gone on TDY or something. He is a very strict man to say the least. Ran the household like he would run his men. He was a drill sgt. at one point, a cop, a fireman, an EMT, and who knows what else. He knows his stuff. He has served on city councils and done many other things in his 62yrs of life. I love him dearly but my mother says we are just two peas in a pod and therefore we can't stay in the same room with each other for very long before one of us gets mad/aggrevated at the other.

Yet since I was a little girl I have been spiritually close to this man. He knows when something is "not right" with me. He has told my mother several times to call me and ask if everything is fine. He knew when I was pregnant before I even knew I was pregnant. It's an odd connection but one that is strong.

I guess my very first memory I have of having any type of ESP, "gift", "talent" or whatever you want to call it was when I was too young to remember. My mother has told me this story and that's the only reason I remember.

She says dad was off on TDY somewhere thousand of miles away and her and I were in her bedroom. She was going thru some clothes in the dresser and I was sitting coloring in a book. I just looked up at mom and said, "Daddy just had an accident." and went back to my coloring book. My mother told me I shouldn't say such things about my daddy.

That night my dad called and he talked about everything under the sun but mom said she could tell he was holding something back. Before the end of the conversation she finally asked him what happened to him. He acted like he didn't know what she was talking about. She said, "Well Terri said you had an accident and I want to know what she was talking about." My dad didn't believe in this ESP stuff so he wanted to know how in the world I would have known such a thing. My mother said she didn't know how I knew but I told her that my dad had an accident.

My dad proceeded to tell my mother that he was in a jeep going thru one of those electronic gates that lift up. As he proceeded thru the gate it came down on the jeep just inches from his body. He said it scared him to death.

That's the accident I saw my daddy have and that's the first memory I have of my "gift".