Dd saw deceased relative

[Rosieposy89]

Hi guys
This week when my dd 4 was at my in laws house, she said to MIL that her mum was in the kitchen with her (she passed away many years ago). It was said very matter of fact. There's been no talking about this deceased family member around dd, ILs confirm this.
My dd is not one for imaginary friends. It's been on my mind all day. I haven't mentioned it to dd.

Have you experienced similar with your children? Is it likely to be a spirit or imagination?

After my Aunty died my DS who was 4 at the time insisted he saw her and had been playing with her when we were on holiday. He got up in the morning and we didn't hear him at first then I heard him so I got up. I asked what he wanted for breakfast and he told me and casually said he'd been playing with my Aunty. The thing is my Aunty loved her holidays so much and the idea she came to one last one didn't suprise me much.

When my uncle died my very young son (toddler at time) kept mentioning for about 6 weeks after that my uncle had been visiting him.

A relative of mine used to see a man in an old house they had moved to. She was about 3yrs old and would comment how the 'man' was in her bedroom again. It freaked her mother out significantly, so much so that she wanted to move. She'd wave to him and giggle , the lot.

Very strange.

My sister was showing my DN (when he was about 3) pictures of our grandparents who had died many years before. He said “That’s not Grandma and grandad, that’s Hilda and Albert”. She asked him how he knew what their names were and he said “Don’t be silly Mummy, they’re here all the time. They’re sitting on the sofa right now!”

Thanks so much for sharing your stories. It's quite a nice thought to think they might be seeing deceased loved ones

SHUT THE FRONT DOOR 😮

Not me an d I've posted about it here before but a close friend's DS when he was about 2-3 mentioned about seeing a grey lady in a bedroom several times. Close friend isn't at all woo. Her DS was far too young to know about ghosts. They lived in a Victorian house but have moved away now for several years.

My nephew, when he was about 3, used to tell us matter of factly that he had chats with Grandad, that Grandad would sit on his bed at night and they would talk. Grandad died in 1973.

(Also someone sat on my bed one night and scared the pants off me, I actually rolled slightly towards as the mattress dipped quite significantly. I definitely wasn't asleep as I was treated to spooky things every night when I went to bed and used to lie there rigid with anxiety about what was going to happen next...)

My DM saw my paternal grandfather at the same time as he died from lung cancer. He was in hospital about 80 miles away from where she was. She said that he said goodbye (telepathically) and radiated happiness. My grandma was so happy to see her parents at the moment she died. There’s so much I think we don’t know about how the world and death works.

DP nannan died when youngest ds was 2, nearly 3. A couple of days after her passing i was sat with ds in bed and he said ‘Alice came for grandma’. I didn’t know who Alice was so i just said ‘yeah grandmas gone to heaven now hasn’t she’. Later that night i spoke to DP cousin (who was his nanans carer) and told her what he said. She couldn’t believe it because Alice was grandmas mum, and i didn’t even know that so ds definitely didn’t!

My DD, when she was 5, used to see a headless man in soldier uniform. My DH's uncle died during WW2 after stumbling into an airplane propellor and being decapitated.
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I’m not woo. At all.

When my very beloved grandpa died I’d been with him all day in the hospital and been sent home (I was 20) to look after my younger brother who was 9. My parents stayed with granny because he was waited on.

I had bawled my eyes out and cried and said don’t leave me Pappa you can’t go.

And he said I’ll say goodbye before I go. But I need to go.

That night at 10.07 he came into my room to say goodbye. I didn’t see him but he was there. He said goodbye and there was happiness and he left. And then it was dark and cold.

And I went down stairs and sat by the phone and answered it before it rang to my dad and said I already know Pappa died about two minutes ago.

No one believes me. I’m not religious or anything but he promised me and he always kept his promises.

My granddad was a funeral director. He always ALWAYS wore a black pinstripe suit and he called us all (and he was the only one who did) ‘Cockbird’. He’d died 15 years before my son was born.

When my son was about 3/4 we were walking down to my mums and he stopped in front of a house on Cowper Street. He said ‘aw that ladies died Mummy and that mister is taking her home’. He then giggled and said ‘cockbird’. I asked him what the mister was wearing, he said ‘a stripey suit’.

The week after, in our local papers ‘Hatched, Matched and Despatched’ there was an obituary for an old lady, living on Cowper Street, who had died the week before.

Now, I don’t care who thinks it’s make believe but I know my son met his great granddad that day.

I saw my grandad after he passed. I was a teen and his death hit me really hard. I was sobbing in my room and he just appeared at the foot of my bed. He looked younger and he just radiated happiness and peace, like he was letting me know it was all okay.

I'm not a particularly religious or spiritual person but I think there is so much we still don't know about life and death, and the universe in general.

These stories are amazing, thank you for sharing.

Something else which is odd happened at the weekend. I was lying in my daughter's bed having a cuddle in the morning about 7.30 with her. She pointed by her chest of drawers and said mummy there is a little boy there with brown hair called Willy. It was said so matter of fact. It could just be her imagination, but she isn't one for pretend friends. Our house is over 120 years old as well. Odd

When my DD and I moved into a converted 100 year old cottage, on the first night, she saw the old lady who had lived there before.

DD was 5 and said look mummy there's the lady, pointing to the bathroom. She said the lady has fallen in the bath, and she had a beaming smile and was waving at her.

I knew who the lady was as this cottage was very near my parents house. I told my mum the next day and she said that was how the lady had been found by her husband, and she died a few days after her fall.

DD never mentioned her again after the first night!

The lady was lovely and my brother and I used to play in their garden as it was huge.

I don't believe in paranormal or ghosts. But when my son was 2/2.5 we had a long drive and decided to stop at a random place. My son run down among the heather then he said my grand dad once walked here. I can feel him. He walked quite far from us then said he came all the way down a long time ago. I didn't put much tonight but we took a pic. We hadnt been discussing his grand dad much and we never do as i never met him. He died well before i met my partner. Next time we talked to my mil we talked about where we stopped and she said, oh I know that place. Me and dh (fil) used to stop there and he would walk down. .... It stopped me in my tracks and I told her what my son said and showed her the pic. She confirmed that was the exact place. To this day, I don't understand it.