Grandpa's Visit

From: Barbara Thompson (thompso16@hotmail.com)
Story type: Angel
Location: Huntington,West Virginia
Source: Form Submission

This happened shortly before my father passed away. Me and my dad were very close so this is what I believe contributed to my visit from grandpa. First let me say I never knew my grandpa he died long before I was born. On the morning this occurred I was dozing on the sofa I'd been expecting to get a phone call at anytime from mom about dad. I was in a half dream state when I saw this man walking up onto my porch holding the hand of a little dark haired girl. I could see his manner of dress was not that of 1990s. I knew this was my grandpa. I ran to the door because I knew he had come to tell me something about my daddy and the image of the little girl was me.I knew this because my daddy used to call me "his dark hair baby" I could hear him saying to the little girl "Come on Sissy we have to go here". My mother later told me that grandpa used the name Sissy as a term of endearment,this was my dad's father.By the time I reached the door the images had vanished. My dad passed away three days later,I have not had a visit from grandpa since.But,I truely believe that he traveled back to somehow prepare me for the loss of my dad.