~~RACHEL'S STORIES~~

To be continued....
My Grandmother and I were always close and I think that I was her FAVORITE. We spent a lot of time together when I was both a child and then (MAYBE) an adult. She was my parents"TAXI" for us kids as she lived in her own home in our backyard for many years before my Dad passed away.
She and I spent many hours going to the library, driving to the mountains or to the beach. While she was still capable she would come and sit with my children for a few hours at a time.

Over the years she would tell me about conversations she had had with GRAMPA even though he was dead...and how now matter where she moved his spirit would always follow. I never questioned her, myself, but I certainly had some odd reactions from other folk when I would tell them what she had told me.My Grandmother was 92 when I got a call from the nursing home saying that she was quite ill and that they thought if I wanted to see her and for her to know me that I had better come and see her the next morning. I did not wait until morning but made the drive to see her immediately. As soon as I walked into the room and saw her, I knew then that she would die on my Birhday which was only 4 days away.(SHE DID) During the next 3 days I stayed with her and helped her make all the calls she needed too, fought with the doctors who wanted to operate and just sat with her as she regressed into her own childhood.As death became more and more imminant I became increasely exhausted.

I was the only person she knew unless I explained who it was. She mistook the PASTOR of the church as my Grandfather. She giggled and told me he was cute and that she was going to marry him someday.It was late evening on the third night when she began to slip into the sleep in which she would never wake up from.

As I sat and read her passages from the BIBLE and recited THE OWL AND THE PUSSY CAT she became distant. At a moment when I could smell my FATHER her eyes opened wide and she said "Oh, Donny! Oh, Otto Dear! HERE!" She motioned with her eyes and I could feel her hand move very slightly under the cover." No, I can't come with you. I have work to do. Now go and wait." Her voice as sharp as all get up. I turned to see the same glow that I had seen in my sisters bedroom so many years before. I let her rest but when she awakened again, I finally said, "You know Gram, I think it is time that you call your work done here. I am exhausted and I need to go HOME and so do you. Don't you think it is time." I told her I loved her and that I would see her on the other side. "You go. I'll sleep."I knew that when I walked out that door that she would soon be with her family in Heaven. She was there before I could even get to my home...

I have the same type of visits (I'll tell you more sometime soon) with her as she did with my Grandfather. I never question, just hang back to see if there is anything she needs to say.

Ah, but! This one incident I will relay to you now. It was 2 years ago and I was driving down the road, when I suddenly realized that Gram was sitting next too me in the passengers seat...as she had hundreds of times before. We spoke without speaking but when I asked what she was doing here her answer was "Just doing some Gathering".
That night when I got home from work I got a call from Florida saying that my Uncle had died...Just DOING SOME GATHERING.....

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