- 7 years ago
- Wedding: April 2011
I just finished posting about the night before my wedding, but I left one small part out to post seperately here. I know many of you believe in ghosts, spirits, or energy remaining after someone has passed away, so I thought I would share my wedding “ghost” story with you.
After a long night of arguing with security at my resort and finally parting ways with my bridesmaids to sleep on my own (see other post for more details) I felt calm, but I was a little worked up and emotional. By the time I had washed my face and actually gotten into bed on my own my nerves started to fall apart. I wasn’t scared about marrying my man, but more emotionally wired and nervous for the big day. It was 2am by this time and I just could not fall asleep. Frustrated I started to cry softly into my pillow. All I wanted was a good nights sleep, but I had too much running through my mind and being alone didn’t help.
As I was crying myself to sleep, my eyes instantly opened when the front entrance light to my suite turned on. At first I was scared because the security and front desk employees knew I was in the suite by myself and all of my friends and family were asleep at the resort next door. I quietly peeked my head around the corner to see if anyone was there. Just as the front door came into my line of vision the light turned off again. At this point I was in no mood to be messed with, so I got up out of bed and threw a robe on before realizing my only weapon choice would be a blow dryer or a pair of scissors. Hoping that I was tired and imagining the worst I made my way to the front entrance. Before I could put my hand on the switch to turn the lights on again the whole front entrance began to short circuit. The lights weren’t just going on and off, they were flickering and surging with different intensities of light. Just as quick as they had come on the lights turned off and there was calm again.
Having a science background has always made me want to explain away situations such as this, but as I played with the light switch (which was turned completely off the whole time) it soon become clear that there was nothing I could do to replicate what had just happened with the lights. It was impossible to duplicate. I also had such a feeling of calm come over me and my mind felt clear. As I turned to go back to bed I felt as if I caught the reflection of a faded image of my grandfather who had passed away seven years ago. I recognized him instantly and knew it wasn’t a stranger in my room. I went to sleep feeling as if my grandfather was sitting in the large chair in the corner of my suite. It was as if he was there to say, “Calm down, you aren’t alone tonight.”
The most moving part about this story is that the day after the wedding I finally worked up the courage to tell my aunt what had happened. My father’s side of the family is Christian and they visit church regularily, so talking about “ghosts” isn’t exactly a welcomed thing. I thought that it might comfort my aunt knowing that her father, my grandfather, was here to support us though so I decided to tell her anyway. My aunt then looked at me with tears in her eyes and said, “Grandma told me that grandpa visited her that night too.” It was so emotionally moving that we both just hugged in silence.
I truely believe that our loved ones can visit us in a time of need. I also believe that some spirits move on while others linger. I think my grandfather remains to wait for my grandmother and to watch us all as we grow up and live lives of our own. It was a very meaningful experience to have my grandfather there on one of the biggest days of my life. I had always felt sadness when I thought about all of the things my grandfather has missed, but now I know that he hasn’t missed a thing. His memory lives on through his spirit.
Do you have any similar wedding “ghost” stories?