I've witnessed quite a few spooky things over the years, including a presence when I holidayed in Spain, but I wanted to tell this one in particular as it really upset me and still does to this day...
My grandmother, whom I so adored, passed away and the night before her cremation I made a mini shrine on the dining room table. I'd covered the table with a pink paper tablecloth, some flowers, a rosary, her picture in a heart shaped plastic frame and a small candle in a plastic candle holder which had a picture of the Mary Immaculate.
I'd kept a candle burning for most of the day, changing the tea lights over as they ran out. I had to write her eulogy, something I'd struggled to do in my grief but once I began, the words flowed freely. I put it down to the comfort of looking at her picture and the fact that was running out of time!
A little later, DH came home from work and my dad arrived as he was staying the night due to living a couple of hours away. I went to the kitchen to make them both a cuppa and fix them something to eat. We were all in the kitchen chatting and then about 20 minutes later, DH went upstairs to shower. He was halfway up the stairs when he screamed, "FIRE, FIRE!!" U-turned and flew back down the stairs.
He'd caught a glimpse of the dining table from halfway upstairs and saw that it had caught fire.
The Mary Immaculate candle holder and melted and the flame from the candle had caught onto the paper tablecloth which then ignited my grandmother's photo and the rosary beads.
Luckily we put the fire out before the whole table went up.
I was so spooked. Was this a sign of the impending cremation?? If so, I didn't need a reminder! I was quite well aware of the fact that we were cremating my grandmother the next day! I still feel upset about it. 