While my first born Grandson was very small at seven months old, he was obsessed with the television in his mom's room. Even though the television was off most of the time, mom would find him in her room looking at the blank screen. So one day my daughter happened to take a picture of the baby slapping at the screen. When she got the photos back this is what showed up on the TURNED OFF television screen. It's scary to see. We feel that it is possibly a deceased family members reflection in the screen, that tend to admire the baby at times.
Maybe watching out for him. I will be sending an attachment with this story of the actual photo of this wondrous event. Please comment on your thoughts of what you see. It seems that our family can capture more than one of these events, as this is the second experience that I have written about on this site. To better understand you can read the first article I submitted last year called, "I am never surprised". In this article you will see other photos of family members during and after their life. They have also re-appeared in my daughters sonogram of my first born Grandson. How I discovered this photo, of my deceased father was Intended for me to see. It began with two light taps on my left shoulder as I was leaving my dark laundry room, with my arms full of clean folded linens. It was close to my birthday actually when the tapping told me that It was my Fathers touch. Because I was tapped from the back, I turned right away and Looked over my left shoulder. The room was dark, it was late at night. As I peered through the darkness a reflection in the corner of the room caught my eye. It was a picture of my daughter's sonogram showing the first born Grandson. The picture was turned and sat sideways. I know I didn't put it like that, because I'm pretty sure I have OCD. But as I walked over and got closer to the photo in the silver frame, what should appear? Well if you read my first article you will see for yourself as my father appears in the sonogram. To this very day, I keep this picture, on its side, to see his little face, and know it really was him who tapped me on the shoulder that strange night, and assures me that my Father is okay. Please if anyone can share similar experiences with me I would really appreciate any and all comments.