My dad died on the night of February 27,1997. We were all upset,my mom,sister,brother and I. My sister and mom all slept in my mom's bed,maybe to keep her from being lonely, maybe to comfort ourselves. We were ready to go to bed and the alarm went off. Now that might not seem strange,but it wasn't set, and for that matter, the clock wasn't even plugged in. My dad had always needed to get up with the alarm because he had BAD allergies and the alarm was something he needed and depended on to wake him up so he could take his pump and breathe. We all took it as a sign. A sign that maybe, maybe he was trying to tell us it was okay and that he was still with us. How it changed my life:Its changed my life because now I know that my dad is okay,and that he is still with me,even after death,
You can join Unsolved Mysteries and post your own mysteries or interesting stories for the world to read and respond to Click hereScroll all the way down to read replies. Spring is coming |