Betty Ago: Ghosts

1) In the middle of the night, my grandson called out, “Grandma, there’s a ghost in here”. After calming him and explaining that the light flickers he saw were from passing cars, I made a big mistake. “There are no ghosts”, I said. “PROVE IT”, said my brilliant grandson. I thought for a bit and could say the only truth that applied. “Can’t prove what isn’t”.

2) At the end of settlement procedures when we sold our house, the new owner asked in all seriousness if there were any ghosts. I answered carefully because I wanted neither to insult nor scare her. The question was not as silly as some might think given that the house was over 200 years old. I told her that in the 35 years our family lived happily in our home, we had never experienced anything that could be considered ghostly, or paranormal in any way. That was the truth. I did not tell her about some of the unsavory activities that had occurred in that house during the previous century.

3) Now we experience ghosts of a modern sort. The voices left on answering machines of those who have departed this world, or just perhaps departed a job, can remain for a long time. When I call my sister’s house, her husband still answers although he passed a few years ago. Almost thirty years ago, when her daughter was killed, my sister kept calling daughter’s phone to hear her voice. “You are all lying to me; she’s still alive; Listen to her!” This was an excruciatingly painful time, as anyone who has lost a child knows all too well. I do apologize to my readers who are now shedding tears. However, you do that often with or without my reminders. The ghosts in our lives are very real to us.

4) Can’t prove what isn’t.

Betty Ago

Betty is a real person who resides in one of our Brookdale entry fee communities. The views and opinions expressed in this blog are those of the author and do not necessarily reflect those of Brookdale Senior Living.

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