Hello and welcome to mini episode 239 of Real Life Go Stories.

I have two spooky stories for you today and the last story comes from the 27th of November 2022 and story number one comes from Dana.

To begin, my grandmother, born and raised in Nova Scotia Canada was an amazing woman.

Nanny and grandpa were soulmates and throughout their lives they had four biological sons, my dad included, three adopted daughters, and more foster kids than I can count.

They loved their family more than anything and helped raise kids, grandkids and great grandkids.

Grandpa died first and I have many stories about his passing but for now I want to focus on Nanny.

Because of all of the children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren, it was hired to get one-on-one time with Nanny.

But despite this, you knew she loved you. My favorite thing to do was to listen to her stories.

The elderly really do have the best stories. Nanny passed away at the age of 92 when I was about 22.

I regret not having the maturity to ask her more when she was alive because she lived such a full life and I've learned now that she and I had a lot in common, that 92 years is a lot of life to experience.

And I wish I had the opportunity to have another chat with her.

When she passed, she was in the hospital and we were all expecting it to come so it wasn't shocking but sad nonetheless.

The night she passed, I was at home from university and did my childhood bed.

It was early in the morning, I went to say around 4 a.m. and I remember waking up and thinking, there is somebody in my room.

Thinking it was one of my parents I looked up and at the foot of my bed was a person.

I remember as clear as if I was awake thinking, oh it's just Nanny, and having this feeling of immense comfort as I snuggled back under my covers.

It was as if I was being tucked in and I truly felt like a child again.

I closed my eyes and woke up a few hours later remembering what had happened.

It was strange though because I didn't feel like I was remembering a dream.

It wasn't a dream, it had happened. I woke up, saw Nanny and went back to sleep.

Remembering seeing her though, I didn't have the image of a thin, 92 year old woman with a hunched back and frail from arthritis.

But as the woman I knew from my childhood, she was still pretty spry in her 70s.

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