SIGNS?
Back in May I had a unique experience. I was in a group counseling for grieving with about eight othere people. Since I was new they focused pretty much on me at that time. I started talking about Luciano how I wish I could of told him I loved him before he passed away, and I was crying and kind of screaming at the same time. As I was crying my damn eyes out I told everyone "I just wish he could hear me and I wish I could tell him that I love him." Right after I said that one out of the four curtians opened up. My friend Ellen came up to me to comfort me and said "see theres ur sign,.he hears you." I knew in my heart that was him.
I know some people are very critical when it comes to the "afterlife/ghosts." I can't blame people, I was like that as well. Even at my home in Vegas as well as at my moms house in Cali/Whittier. In my Vegas pad I had three incidents dealing with my celiing fan. Yes my ceiling fan. I would always wake up all of a sudden out of a deep sleep always around the same time in the morning (3 am) I would look up and see my ceiling fan moving very slowly at a steady pace. That would of been fine but I did not have my switch on neither was my window open. In the morning I would wake up to find the two switches that hand from the ceiling fan twisted together. When me and Luciano were living together he would always twist them together because they would make too much noise when the ceiling fan was on.
My moms house, I would be sleeping in my bed and wake up suddenly. I sat up looked up at the ceiling fan and one of the sconces fell on my lap. The next night the very same thing happend. There are three sconces so I am still waiting on the third one to come down on me.
As crazy as it sounds I really do not think those incidents were coincidence
I know some people are very critical when it comes to the "afterlife/ghosts." I can't blame people, I was like that as well. Even at my home in Vegas as well as at my moms house in Cali/Whittier. In my Vegas pad I had three incidents dealing with my celiing fan. Yes my ceiling fan. I would always wake up all of a sudden out of a deep sleep always around the same time in the morning (3 am) I would look up and see my ceiling fan moving very slowly at a steady pace. That would of been fine but I did not have my switch on neither was my window open. In the morning I would wake up to find the two switches that hand from the ceiling fan twisted together. When me and Luciano were living together he would always twist them together because they would make too much noise when the ceiling fan was on.
My moms house, I would be sleeping in my bed and wake up suddenly. I sat up looked up at the ceiling fan and one of the sconces fell on my lap. The next night the very same thing happend. There are three sconces so I am still waiting on the third one to come down on me.
As crazy as it sounds I really do not think those incidents were coincidence