1 year had passed since my father had passed away, and as some of you could probably reason with i was down in the dumps with a great weight of depression that was lent on my back. Anyway i was feeling greatly sorry for myself and i was ping for a glance on that special day for my dad, but until mid day here was no peep, with he exception of the morning where on my blinds rattled, my bed clanged and i as i left my room the stairs rumbled and bumped as if someone was either coming up or down. For to me this would be proof of you dead father trying to make contact. But not me !

i have had many experiences and this was nothing i assure you. I was at my nannies house (his mom) and i went outside for a cigarette when i looked up at the top window that looked out on to the back garden, i blinked and saw a red pink shape in the window, and looked again to see my dad looking down at me, is shoulders his head. My body was overwhelmed,of course i pooped my girl panties at first but then a great sensation of happiness lifted through me suddenly that weight of depression had been lifted of my back and i was happy again the first time in a year. I tried looking again about 10 minuets later but nothing was in the window so i let it go. I saw my dad and that was enough, or was it…?

As i walked into the house again he kitchen mat got knocked right before my eyes like someone had kicked by accident coming in or out of the door, and the dog which had been perfectly fine with me before immediately started to bark quite viciously at me, i didn’t much care though my dad was stood beside me. I was happy.