My Deceased Wife is a Playful Spirit
I do what I want, but occasionally, she reminds me of her presence
My wife passed away a few years ago. She was a great companion. We were together for over forty years.
I was closer to her than I was to my parents.
Since her death, she has communicated with me in many comforting ways. Or so I think.
For example, I have deep, lucid dreams of our time together. Occasionally, I hear voices in the house, see flashes of movement, or realize that things I thought would be challenging are easily solved.
Songs come into my mind randomly, and a few minutes later, I hear them on the radio. Other things, like the urge to eat at one of our favorite places that I haven’t thought about since her death, pop into my mind.
The most dominant communication is clarity of thought and action. A soothing calm comes over me when I get anxious or overwhelmed due to a few life challenges. The prevailing message seems to be that things will work out, and remarkably, they have. These feelings did not exist until she passed away.
She knows I’m free of the commitment to our marriage. It is over; death did us part. Companionship and comfort from others are welcome but not a dominant need.
