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dotti34 · 01-11-2021, 23:42

I actually had a strange experience fairly recently. My husband loved the game of golf, so much so that he played three or four times a week right up until his final illness, and he was good at it. He played at a club not far from here and where he had been a member for a number of years. This club belongs to the Council and some time ago they tried to close it down. Although I don’t play golf I knew how much it meant to a lot of people so I helped fight to save it alongside my husband and a number of others. We were successful. Not that long ago the Council again tried to close the golf club but by now my husband had passed away. However, I joined in the fight again as I knew that was what he would have wanted me to do.

One morning when I woke up I felt there was someone lying on the bed next to me. Sure enough there was my husband lying there on top of the bedclothes as clear as if he was still with me, fully clothed and ready to go to golf. He looked as fit as he had been when he played the game. He put his finger to his lips as if to tell me not to say anything, got off the bed, walked towards the end of it and simply disappeared.

Was I dreaming, was I only half awake, I don’t know. What I do know is that his presence felt very real. I had actually felt him there.

In spite of the odds being stacked against us, within a couple of days of this experience we were told that once again we had beaten the Council and the golf club was safe. I had known what the outcome would be before we were told, otherwise Keith would not have looked so calm. I felt he was letting me know not to worry. Read into this what you will.

01-11-2021, 23:42	#14
dotti34 Senior Member Join Date: Jun 2009 Posts: 1,189 Blog Entries: 80 Liked: 1480 times Rep Power: 833512	Re: Have you ever had a scary moment? I actually had a strange experience fairly recently. My husband loved the game of golf, so much so that he played three or four times a week right up until his final illness, and he was good at it. He played at a club not far from here and where he had been a member for a number of years. This club belongs to the Council and some time ago they tried to close it down. Although I don’t play golf I knew how much it meant to a lot of people so I helped fight to save it alongside my husband and a number of others. We were successful. Not that long ago the Council again tried to close the golf club but by now my husband had passed away. However, I joined in the fight again as I knew that was what he would have wanted me to do. One morning when I woke up I felt there was someone lying on the bed next to me. Sure enough there was my husband lying there on top of the bedclothes as clear as if he was still with me, fully clothed and ready to go to golf. He looked as fit as he had been when he played the game. He put his finger to his lips as if to tell me not to say anything, got off the bed, walked towards the end of it and simply disappeared. Was I dreaming, was I only half awake, I don’t know. What I do know is that his presence felt very real. I had actually felt him there. In spite of the odds being stacked against us, within a couple of days of this experience we were told that once again we had beaten the Council and the golf club was safe. I had known what the outcome would be before we were told, otherwise Keith would not have looked so calm. I felt he was letting me know not to worry. Read into this what you will.