It was the later part of the 1980's and I lived in a little off the wall place called Seffner, in Florida. My Daughter and I had been driving around looking for a new apartment when we found this cute little white house with a big picture window. We found out who was handling the rental of it and met with them. I never met the owner or knew anything about them. This house was across from a small cemetery and on occasion you could stand on the porch at night and see a figure of a man. We got to the point that it didn't bother us and we actually talked to him. We had become friends with the neighbors and I mentioned my ghostly visitor, they weren't surprised.
What surprised them was the appearance of a lady in blue. It was summer and I was backing out of my driveway when I looked up and saw an attractive lady with brown hair and a blue dress, with a belt at the waist standing smack dab in the middle of my picture window. She smiled and waved. I pulled back into the driveway , got out of my car and went back into the house to make sure there wasn't someone in there. There wasn't. That night after work I went next door and relayed what had happened and what I saw. The neighbor was shocked. I had just described my landlord. She had passed away. The lady that I had just described was the landlady and the dress I saw her in was the dress they had buried her in. They couldn't figure out why she would come to me and not them. However since she seemed fine and happy they didn't dwell on it. I couldn't believe that I finally seen my landlady and we didn't even get a chance to chat a while.