um, i moved to Kingston, Ontario in August 2007. After a couple of days of moving into my new home, i started to notice a presence, the presence of a man, a tall man who had an persistance about him. He would stand by my bed and watch me, i knew for a fact he was waiting for something, but i did not ask knowing full well that he would not answer. Finaly i got a job at the nearby Tim Hortons and met a young lady there who had six months prior lost her father...they didn't have a very good relationship and my new found friend was having a hard time sleeping, fretting over the fact that she hadn't made amends with her father before he went away. Well, one evening she was visiting and the man was pacing back and forth behind her chair and suddenely i knew that the man i had been seeing or feeling was her father, i told her that i was going to give her a reading (i felt that i could only help her through my cards, and i hate to admit it i was curious as to what was in the nearby future for her). As soon as i started the reading i could feel her fathers pain and sadness and hope. I was quiet overwhelmed but i knew if i didn't finish what i started i wouldn't be able to do this again (not to mention the fact her father would bug me more than ever). I was able to tell my dear friend what her father wanted me to tell her, as well that she had an illness that was about to spring upon her if she didn't get it checked out. After the reading i felt drained completely, my friend was astonished.....but later in the following week she told me she was able to sleep again and she felt as tho a huge wheight had been lifted off her shoulders....i haven't heard form her father since, and i am glad of it.:)
Your experience is not that ususual. Many people report seeing or hearing intermediaries whom they do not know and only later realize might be connected to close friends or relatives. The interesting question is what really happened in this case. It may be exactly what it appears to be - some form of spirit communication. Or it might be a case of selective memory played out against a highly emotionally charged backdrop. It is difficult to know, only you really are close enough to it to say. But rest assured, this is a not uncommon human experience either way.
