And here I am, getting after everyone else for not being here. LOL?
Alright, story time. After a LOT of digging, I finally figured out a big family mystery on my Dad's side of the family. It was one of those things that NO ONE would talk about. Dad didn't even know what it was. Whenever he would go to his hometown and try to get people to talk about one side of his family, they would literally shut up and walk away. For years we've been scratching
our heads over this.
The secret was actually staring us right in the face. But it took us a while to realize it. It turns out that this secret affected quite a few ancestors in some very sad and heartbreaking ways.
I tracked down some living relatives that my Dad didn't even know he had. THEY knew about the 'secret.' And they were able to fill in a lot of blanks for us.
I know I'm being vague, but it's for a reason. "THEY"
don't like me talking about this!
I went to a friend's house one day a few weeks ago. While there, I told her
every single detail of "the family secret."
I didn't leave out a thing. And then I came home.
When I got here, I went straight to the bathroom, as I HAD to - and, ummmm, how shall I put this...when I went to sit down, I looked at the floor -- it was covered in DIRT. The dirt was everywhere but behind the toilet. It was even behind the door. It was nicely scattered all over the floor, from one side of the bathroom to the other. It was actually a very neat job. There was NO physical explanation for how it got there -- other than "THEM" telling me to stop tossing around the 'family dirt.'
I'm not kidding. My family and I questioned ourselves for days as to how that dirt could have ended up in the bathroom.
No one in my family put it there.
At least not the living family members.
I have felt the presence of my ancestors as I've been searching for them. I've 'talked' to them, asking for help in finding out what happened to them. (I'm not crazy. I just figure it can't hurt!)
One night I was in the bathroom, brushing my teeth. EVERYONE else was sound asleep in bed. And there was a knock on my bathroom door. When I opened the door, no one was there. I searched the house. Nothing. So I decided to watch some TV.
While doing so, every once in a while, a bright, white light would flash through a vase that was standing on top of the TV. There is no physical explanation as to where the light came from.
I should mention that I talk about our ancestors non-stop around the house. So if 'anyone' is listening, they know they are the main topic of conversation around here.
There have been a few other things that have happened, but the dirt - WOW. There literally is NO explanation (human-wise) for how it got into the bathroom. So I have to believe it was 'THEIR' way of telling me to stop telling the family secret. They kept it a secret for almost 100 years. I guess they want to keep it that way.
The 'night of the dirt,' I had a 'talk' with them and apologized. Can't hurt. LOL? Promised to never again tell anyone outside the family and would only tell people IN the family on a 'need to know' basis.
I actually wrote out the secret in this post. But I had to get up and go do something in the other room. While there, I felt the hairs stand up on my neck and arms. Needless to say, I came back in here and deleted the secret. I'm not tossing around any more dirt!