What's your story?

britishbandit · 12-12-2006, 10:32 AM

Ok, it's closing in on the holiday season, and I'm a sucker for heartwarming stories involving loved ones.

I remembered this today, and thought I'd share. I'd love to hear stories from others too!

When I was 5 years old, my grandfater moved to Saudi Arabia for like 6 months. I honestly don't recall why, but I think it was for the army. I lived in England then. Christmas was rolling around, and I missed my Grandad. So while at my nan's house the weekend before Christmas, I coloured a picture of Slimer (from Ghostbusters, he was my fav...LOL). I wrote a short messege, saying "I miss you grandad, and hope you come home soon......Love Karen....XXX". I folded it in half, closed it with a piece of tape, and wrote on the outside of the paper......"Grandad Morgan......Saudi Arabu". I told my nan I was just going in the yard to play, and I would be back in a minute. The mailbox was just outside the house, so I ran quickly over to it, and dropped the "letter" in.

About a month later, the phone rang at home, and it was my nan. She told my mum that grandad had just called from Saudi Arabia, and that he had recieved a picture that Karen had sent him. He was so happy he was crying on the phone, and said that it had really really made his day. He was amazed that a simple little picture, with the name and address being "Grandad Morgan.....Saudi Arabu" even got to him........not even a stamp on it!

When I think back, it amazes me as well. I don't know how he got it, or why the postal service would even attempt to get it there (maybe in the spirit of the season, and knowing a little kid wrote it), but I'm sure glad it did. To this day he still has my picture, framed, and in the living room on the entertainment center.

calgal · 12-12-2006, 01:22 PM

Could be the mail carrier knew your mom and got the rest of the information from her without your knowing and put it in an envelope.
I'm glad you have that wonderful memory. It makes for a brilliant sparkle in one of many facets to build on.

britishbandit · 12-12-2006, 01:41 PM

I honestly don't know Calgal, as far as I know, I did sneak it off without anyone even knowing I had posted it. And I was at my Nan's house when I did it (my brother and I stayed there every weekend our entire childhood). Like I said my Grandad still has it, and nothing was added on the address. I know it sounds completely outrageous.......I still find it hard to believe even now.

Mufasas Mommy · 12-12-2006, 01:56 PM

The Lord works in mysterious ways.

rottielover · 12-12-2006, 03:58 PM

I have no fond memories if this time of year, sorry BB

fancychicken · 12-13-2006, 05:36 AM

What a sweet story Karen. Amazing how things happen.

Mines kinda sad but here goes. When I was in college, 2 of my best friends went to England. They were supposed to come home just prior to the holidays. Instead they decided to go to Germany and then to Scotland. They were on Pan Am Flight 103 that blew up over Lockerbie, Scotland. The day after christmas I recieved a package from them, It was a pendant with a card that said. "We miss you, , we bought the same necklaces, so we could all wear them whenever we are apart."

rottielover · 12-13-2006, 06:21 AM

that is soo sad

Shadowkins · 12-13-2006, 07:33 AM

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Originally Posted by Mufasas Mommy

The Lord works in mysterious ways.

That is so true and I do also believe his angels are there to help us also.

Mufasas Mommy · 12-13-2006, 07:59 AM

I actually have a strange story, kinda off the wall, but it tells me that the messages we need to get out or recieve do in fact reach whom they need to reach.

Background Info: 3 years ago, (I was 18) my 16 yo god-sister died of a drug over-dose. Completely shocked our entire families, and hit my god-parents hard, as she was their only child. I went to their house that day, and felt Katie's presence in the house. Something told me that I would not be done communicating between Katie and her parents.

Now up to date: I went on a vacation in June, to Ocean City for the 3rd time in my entire life (I was very sheltered growing up, I did't get out much). I was with my boyfriend and friends, and I was having the time of my life, 21 at the beach, partying with friends. One night, something told me to go to bed early. So I got up from the couch, told everyone good night, and headed to bed. I laid down, and fell fast asleep. I had the WEIRDEST dream. I dreamt that I was talking to Katie, I was the same age and everything, even she had aged some. I dreamt that I found her hiding in some home far away, like a prison or something, but in an actual house, maybe for like witness protection or something. I talked to her for a good 2 hours, finding out what happened when she died, and that she was sorry and that she loved us, and I couldn't understand why this was happening to me in Ocean City, and not closer to home. Katie searched me out to tell me something, and it didn't click until I said something to my god-mother. My God-mother and I aren't really close, but she's like a second mother. We started talking about the guy who gave Katie the drugs, and what happened with him. Annie said something to me, and I had to have her repeat it. "Katie wants to tell me something, but I am not sure". It all came flooding back to me, like a horrible night mare, as images of Katie and I talking filled my head. I told Annie details that only Katie would know about her death, and Annie looked at me like I was completely losing it. I looked at her and told her what Katie said about being sorry, and wishing she had gotten help sooner that night, instead of hiding. Annie knew, I had talked to Katie, and Katie intentionally tracked me down, because she knew I would be open to her spirit. I'm not like one of those voo-doo people, but I do believe in the spirits, and that they have the ability to contact us. I do believe that things happen for a reason, and spirits have a bigger reason of contacting us. I wasn't at the time sure why Katie contacted me, but it finally made sense. And I'm glad she did, as I helped her mom in a way no one else could.

Messages reach people when they are important or when they are really needed. Just like that drawing reaching your Grandpa, it was important for him to get it, and he did.

***Swiftwind*** · 12-17-2006, 01:08 AM

Karen, that is really lovely, such a heart-felt story. I wish I had something as nice to share, but unfortunately I don't.

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Originally Posted by fancychicken

Mines kinda sad but here goes. When I was in college, 2 of my best friends went to England. They were supposed to come home just prior to the holidays. Instead they decided to go to Germany and then to Scotland. They were on Pan Am Flight 103 that blew up over Lockerbie, Scotland. The day after christmas I recieved a package from them, It was a pendant with a card that said. "We miss you, , we bought the same necklaces, so we could all wear them whenever we are apart."

That honestly gave me chills... What a really sad thing to have happen to two of your friends.

britishbandit · 12-17-2006, 07:09 AM

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Originally Posted by Swiftwind

That honestly gave me chills... What a really sad thing to have happen to two of your friends.

Wow, me too. So sorry. I remember when that happened too (and I was only about 8), how aweful.

12-12-2006, 10:32 AM	#1 (permalink)
britishbandit Rottweiler Mum Join Date: Jan 2006 Location: Windsor, ON Posts: 4,185 Rep Power: 180	What's your story? Ok, it's closing in on the holiday season, and I'm a sucker for heartwarming stories involving loved ones. I remembered this today, and thought I'd share. I'd love to hear stories from others too! When I was 5 years old, my grandfater moved to Saudi Arabia for like 6 months. I honestly don't recall why, but I think it was for the army. I lived in England then. Christmas was rolling around, and I missed my Grandad. So while at my nan's house the weekend before Christmas, I coloured a picture of Slimer (from Ghostbusters, he was my fav...LOL). I wrote a short messege, saying "I miss you grandad, and hope you come home soon......Love Karen....XXX". I folded it in half, closed it with a piece of tape, and wrote on the outside of the paper......"Grandad Morgan......Saudi Arabu". I told my nan I was just going in the yard to play, and I would be back in a minute. The mailbox was just outside the house, so I ran quickly over to it, and dropped the "letter" in. About a month later, the phone rang at home, and it was my nan. She told my mum that grandad had just called from Saudi Arabia, and that he had recieved a picture that Karen had sent him. He was so happy he was crying on the phone, and said that it had really really made his day. He was amazed that a simple little picture, with the name and address being "Grandad Morgan.....Saudi Arabu" even got to him........not even a stamp on it! When I think back, it amazes me as well. I don't know how he got it, or why the postal service would even attempt to get it there (maybe in the spirit of the season, and knowing a little kid wrote it), but I'm sure glad it did. To this day he still has my picture, framed, and in the living room on the entertainment center.
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12-12-2006, 01:41 PM	#3 (permalink)
britishbandit Rottweiler Mum Join Date: Jan 2006 Location: Windsor, ON Posts: 4,185 Rep Power: 180	I honestly don't know Calgal, as far as I know, I did sneak it off without anyone even knowing I had posted it. And I was at my Nan's house when I did it (my brother and I stayed there every weekend our entire childhood). Like I said my Grandad still has it, and nothing was added on the address. I know it sounds completely outrageous.......I still find it hard to believe even now.
	__________________ "No matter how little money and how few possesions you own, having a dog makes you rich." - Louis Sabin

12-12-2006, 01:56 PM	#4 (permalink)
Mufasas Mommy Mommy to Mufasa and Krush Join Date: May 2006 Location: Northern Maryland Posts: 141 Rep Power: 51	The Lord works in mysterious ways.
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12-12-2006, 03:58 PM	#5 (permalink)
rottielover rottweiler true believer Join Date: Nov 2006 Location: montreal, qc Posts: 656 Rep Power: 55	I have no fond memories if this time of year, sorry BB
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12-13-2006, 06:21 AM	#7 (permalink)
rottielover rottweiler true believer Join Date: Nov 2006 Location: montreal, qc Posts: 656 Rep Power: 55	that is soo sad
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12-12-2006, 01:22 PM	#2 (permalink)
calgal My Yorkster kids! Join Date: Feb 2005 Location: central ca. coast Posts: 6,876 Rep Power: 234	Could be the mail carrier knew your mom and got the rest of the information from her without your knowing and put it in an envelope. I'm glad you have that wonderful memory. It makes for a brilliant sparkle in one of many facets to build on.

12-13-2006, 05:36 AM	#6 (permalink)
fancychicken Join Date: Dec 2005 Posts: 823 Rep Power: 76	What a sweet story Karen. Amazing how things happen. Mines kinda sad but here goes. When I was in college, 2 of my best friends went to England. They were supposed to come home just prior to the holidays. Instead they decided to go to Germany and then to Scotland. They were on Pan Am Flight 103 that blew up over Lockerbie, Scotland. The day after christmas I recieved a package from them, It was a pendant with a card that said. "We miss you, , we bought the same necklaces, so we could all wear them whenever we are apart."

12-13-2006, 07:59 AM	#9 (permalink)
Mufasas Mommy Mommy to Mufasa and Krush Join Date: May 2006 Location: Northern Maryland Posts: 141 Rep Power: 51	I actually have a strange story, kinda off the wall, but it tells me that the messages we need to get out or recieve do in fact reach whom they need to reach. Background Info: 3 years ago, (I was 18) my 16 yo god-sister died of a drug over-dose. Completely shocked our entire families, and hit my god-parents hard, as she was their only child. I went to their house that day, and felt Katie's presence in the house. Something told me that I would not be done communicating between Katie and her parents. Now up to date: I went on a vacation in June, to Ocean City for the 3rd time in my entire life (I was very sheltered growing up, I did't get out much). I was with my boyfriend and friends, and I was having the time of my life, 21 at the beach, partying with friends. One night, something told me to go to bed early. So I got up from the couch, told everyone good night, and headed to bed. I laid down, and fell fast asleep. I had the WEIRDEST dream. I dreamt that I was talking to Katie, I was the same age and everything, even she had aged some. I dreamt that I found her hiding in some home far away, like a prison or something, but in an actual house, maybe for like witness protection or something. I talked to her for a good 2 hours, finding out what happened when she died, and that she was sorry and that she loved us, and I couldn't understand why this was happening to me in Ocean City, and not closer to home. Katie searched me out to tell me something, and it didn't click until I said something to my god-mother. My God-mother and I aren't really close, but she's like a second mother. We started talking about the guy who gave Katie the drugs, and what happened with him. Annie said something to me, and I had to have her repeat it. "Katie wants to tell me something, but I am not sure". It all came flooding back to me, like a horrible night mare, as images of Katie and I talking filled my head. I told Annie details that only Katie would know about her death, and Annie looked at me like I was completely losing it. I looked at her and told her what Katie said about being sorry, and wishing she had gotten help sooner that night, instead of hiding. Annie knew, I had talked to Katie, and Katie intentionally tracked me down, because she knew I would be open to her spirit. I'm not like one of those voo-doo people, but I do believe in the spirits, and that they have the ability to contact us. I do believe that things happen for a reason, and spirits have a bigger reason of contacting us. I wasn't at the time sure why Katie contacted me, but it finally made sense. And I'm glad she did, as I helped her mom in a way no one else could. Messages reach people when they are important or when they are really needed. Just like that drawing reaching your Grandpa, it was important for him to get it, and he did.
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