When my Father died in 1995, I started sleeping beside my Mother at their bedroom. The window of my parent's bedroom overlooks our garden terrace. Even if you are not looking out the window, you can hear if there are people at the terrace. We have a huge Star apple and Mango tree at the garden terrace. Because of this, leaves from both trees constantly fall on the pavement.
About a week after we buried my Dad, I was tossing and turning and did not immediately fall asleep.
At dawn, about 430 am, I woke up and felt my Mom getting up from the bed. I still had my back to her and with my eyes closed, I felt the mattress on her side lift up. I could hear her getting ready to go down. She usually makes a lot of noise when she gets ready. I heard her open and close the door as she got out of the room.
In a little while, I could hear her at the terrace walking and started sweeping the fallen leaves. Swish... swish.. swish.. The crackle of the dried leaves was echoing on the pavement.
I was getting ready to sleep again and snuggle on the thin blanket I had on. But then I felt the mattress on her side move. As if somebody sat down on the bed on her side. Swish... swish... swish... was the sound from the window. I was confused because I hear my Mom sweeping. I then felt something leaning on top of me. As if somebody laid down on me, but I did not feel anything physical elbow or knees on me. Just a really heavy weight pushing down on my whole body.
With my eyes still closed, I pulled the blanket over my head and the weight on top was still so heavy. I got really scared. I was always a scaredy cat ever since I was a kid. I started praying Hail Mary and Our Father. Swish.. swish.. swish.. was the constant sound at the terrace. I was crying and saying that I am too scared and to please go away..
I was already sweating and trembling. For what seems like ages, I peeked at the window through the blanket and saw a bit of the sunrise. That was when I shoved the blanket off, jumped off the bed and ran as fast as I could downstairs.
When I was telling this story to my sister. She said I was stupid and didn't realize that what happened may be our Dad saying goodbye and hugging me for the last time...
Still regret it to this day, why I did not talk to him or say I love you one last time. ????
I miss my Dad. Now and forever. I love you, my love is as big as jupiter.
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[link] [comments]When my Father died in 1995, I started sleeping beside my Mother at their bedroom. The window of my parent's bedroom overlooks our garden terrace. Even if you are not looking out the window, you can hear if there are people at the terrace. We have a huge Star apple and Mango tree at the garden terrace. Because of this, leaves from both trees constantly fall on the pavement. About a week after we buried my Dad, I was tossing and turning and did not immediately fall asleep. At dawn, about 430 am, I woke up and felt my Mom getting up from the bed. I still had my back to her and with my eyes closed, I felt the mattress on her side lift up. I could hear her getting ready to go down. She usually makes a lot of noise when she gets ready. I heard her open and close the door as she got out of the room. In a little while, I could hear her at the terrace walking and started sweeping the fallen leaves. Swish... swish.. swish.. The crackle of the dried leaves was echoing on the pavement. I was getting ready to sleep again and snuggle on the thin blanket I had on. But then I felt the mattress on her side move. As if somebody sat down on the bed on her side. Swish... swish... swish... was the sound from the window. I was confused because I hear my Mom sweeping. I then felt something leaning on top of me. As if somebody laid down on me, but I did not feel anything physical elbow or knees on me. Just a really heavy weight pushing down on my whole body. With my eyes still closed, I pulled the blanket over my head and the weight on top was still so heavy. I got really scared. I was always a scaredy cat ever since I was a kid. I started praying Hail Mary and Our Father. Swish.. swish.. swish.. was the constant sound at the terrace. I was crying and saying that I am too scared and to please go away.. I was already sweating and trembling. For what seems like ages, I peeked at the window through the blanket and saw a bit of the sunrise. That was when I shoved the blanket off, jumped off the bed and ran as fast as I could downstairs. When I was telling this story to my sister. She said I was stupid and didn't realize that what happened may be our Dad saying goodbye and hugging me for the last time... Still regret it to this day, why I did not talk to him or say I love you one last time. ???? I miss my Dad. Now and forever. I love you, my love is as big as jupiter. daddysgirlforever submitted by /u/mealseca [link] [comments]
