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A pair of parental paranormal stories from Dee shows that it’s not always what you see that matters. All of your five senses can reveal signs from the other side. So, pay attention.

Story 73

Her Father’s Music Box

When her oldest son was little, Dee had a music box that was part of a wine decanter set. The wine went in the middle and there were wooden cups.

She was scolding her son for getting into something, and all of a sudden, the music box started playing on its own.

Dee thought, “Oh…kay.” She felt it was her dad, because of what had happened at an earlier time.

A beautiful wooden music box that had belonged to her great grandmother had sat in her aunt’s linen closet for years because it was broken. Finally, Dee’s dad gave it to her, even though it wasn’t functioning.

Shortly after he passed away, it started playing on its own, despite not having worked for decades. It was the perfect sign from her beloved father, who had given her the heirloom passed down through his family.

Dee said, “Now it’s not working again because someone over-torqued it, probably one of the grandchildren.”

She’s waiting for her dad to come back and fix it for her.

Again.

Story 72

Her Mother’s Lamps

Dee’s mother was Italian and a very strong woman. Dee said she was her role model, and that’s where she got her own strength and character.

A lot of furnishings in Dee’s house came from her mother, “So she surrounds me and I talk to her all the time,” said Dee.

When her mother passed away, Dee inherited some money, so she decided to buy a new couch. She still has it, because it was hardly used when her children were growing up, sitting in the living room that was rarely entered (except on Christmas).

Dee’s friend Mary is a decorator and came over to help her when Dee moved into a new home. They put the couch in the living room and placed tables on each side.

However, Mary was not in love with Dee’s table lamps. She said, “Dee, you must have different lamps that we can put in here.”

“Well, I have these lamps that were up in the bedroom that my mother always told me I needed to put in the living room. They were hers.”

When she showed the lamps to Mary, the decorator declared that they were perfect for the living room. So, they were moved there and everything was soon arranged.

When Dee came down the next morning, no one was in the house. Everyone had left. But there was a strong scent of her mother’s signature perfume L’Air Du Temps, and the distinctive smell of Ben Gay, which her mother had used to treat her arthritis.

Although she didn’t see or hear her mother, Dee knew she was there. She felt her mother saying, “See, I told you I was right!” Her mother had wanted her lamps in a prominent place, not hidden away in a bedroom.

When Dee is making Italian food, especially the meatballs, sometimes as she looks down, she thinks, “Are these my hands, or are they my mother’s hands shaping this?”

She said, “I think that connection never goes away. It gives you great peace.”