I am 4.5 months on this new journey.
I’ve been trying to find a new hobby because I just can’t bring myself to do the quilting and cross stitch that I used to do. I remembered that when I was 9 or 10 my parents bought me a paint-by-numbers for my birthday and I enjoyed doing that, so I purchased one from amazon. It arrived yesterday so I spread it out on the table and made a start.
As I was concentrating on this I saw a movement out of the side of my eye, but when I looked there was nothing there (poochy was sitting on the chair next to me, so it wasn’t him). I like to think it was Paul but I was prepared to be open minded and also thought it could just have been an eyelash.
I texted my friend (who lives in Scotland so cannot come regularly) and, as part of the text, I just happened to mention this and my hope that it was Paul. She said that it definitely was Paul because when her and her husband stayed overnight last weekend, her husband got up for a drink in the night and saw someone in the living room! I asked for more details and she said that he jumped because he’s seen the dark shape next to him and thought it was me (and he was in his boxer shorts) But when he looked at it, there was nothing there.
She said that it’s happened to her many times when she’s been at my home (they both came to stay with my over Christmas and New Year). I like to think that it’s Paul keeping an eye one me.
I should point out that this has also happened to me previously. My dad died when I was 20. When I was around 22 I was sitting in the living room (where he died) on my own and watching tv. Out of the side of my eye I could see an arm moving (as if drinking a cup of tea) but when I looked at the chair (my dad’s chair) there was nothing there. Yet every time I looked at the tv, I could see the arm moving in the chair in my peripheral vision. I really felt that was my dad at the time.
I just wanted to share this because I’m absolutely elated by it and I sincerely hope that it will bring comfort to others. 