OK.....those guy's were pretty scary....Some of those guy's I had forgot about
...Now I hope I don't go back and read those reply blog's the next time my husband goes out of town.... I will. This is going to sound like I have one brick less than a full load but I see things some times. It only happenes sometimes and it's alway's inside THIS house! Some times for just a split second I see something out of the corner of my eye...but when I turn my head to look there is nothing there. I told my husband about this and he told me to never repeat thatagain to anyone in the family or in town.I said why, you think people will think our house is haunted? and he said no I don't want people to think my wife has issues. His Dad died here last year so he really doesnt want to believe that a spirit could be here. It might be his dad. My husband's dad was something else I'll tell ya. But I will not speak I'll of the dead. The day he died is a day burned in my brain forever. He had lung cancer and needed us to come and take care of his ranch a few month's before. We came in July and by the end of Aug. he was dead. That morning was a nightmare. It started with my sister in law screaming. I have to say she is NO good under presure! This house is huge so we all ran down stair's and she was standing in front of his chair. We sort of pushed her aside and my husband tried to wake him up but I knew by the color of his skin he was dead. I believe my husband knew it too and he ran strait to the bathroom and threw up... you can forget about him for the rest of this story because he stayed in there dry heaving until everything was over. His brother,who is my husband twin, looked at me and said we can't let him die. I then told him we were suppose to. I tried to remind him of all the things the hospice nurses had told us but he wouldn't have any of. So we pulled him from the chair and we tried to save him. Save him for whatI don't know. While I breathed for him my brother in law pumped his heart. My sister in law stood in the corner like a dim witt shaking like a leaf. I was getting tiered. So was he...then he stopped and layed his head on his father's chest and cryed. I sat there for a moment then I was conscious of what I had on. My night gown with NO panties!... I wouldn't joke about such a thing! I had been asleep when I heard her scream! I stood and went to get my robe. By the time I got back the hard crying had stopped and he was just sitting by his dad on the floor. I bent down to help him put him on the couch but he seemed to be a lot heaver than I could help. He then asked his wife to help but she sayed out right no. She had never touched a dead man and she didn't want to start. So he stood up and screamed in her face to help us. For a moment I thought I saw her hair blow back. She came over and picked his feet up and we were able to get him on the couch. His mouth kept comming open. So I rolled the pillow up and stuck it under his head so his chin was touching his chest. Then I tried to sit next to him but there wasnt enough room. SO I shoved him over to the far side leaving room for "a" rear end. My husband then came out of the rest room and I told him to bring a comb. My sister in law had taken the phone job of calling everyone so that left me with the rest. My husband braught the comb then ran back to the bathroom to dry heave. I had never been so glad to see my husband's cousin in law. As soon as he got here he took over and I'm glad he did because the worst was yet to come. My father in law?...He was a twin too!..They were born on May 10th and my husband and his twin were born on May 10th!...I shit you not. Anyway.....I combed my father in law's hair for the last time and covered him with a blanket then I went and sat out on the front porch. Car's and truck's started pulling up sliding and skiding to a stop. I watched as my father in law's twin ran into the house. And then I heard something that I have never heard in my life and I hope to never hear again. The most deepest, mornful, sorrowful cry.
.. I have delt with pain and I have loved and had to give my dearest loves to God... but this cry was the worst I had heard. Even comming from my own mouth. I have no idea what it would be like to have half of me die. After all the family came and morned the Hearse came. It was long and black and I watched them slide him in the back. That's when I started to cry. When I saw that long car driving him away from his dream. He had just baught this place. A huge ranch. That had been his dream as a young man. And now that he had it, he didn't get to enjoy it.... Maybe what I see sometimes out of the corner of my eye is him. His daughter was here once after and said she saw the same thing a few times and she had no idea I had. You know...the corner of the eye thing......
