One day, my husband went to visit with some friends while I visited with my grandmother (my family did not approve of us getting married so young, so this was the normall routine). These were friends from his work, so I had not met any of them. When he came back to get me, I sat in the passenger seat (I didn't know how to drive yet, so that was the norm too), and smelled ciggarette smoke. Since neither of us smoked at the time, I said," who's been smoking in my car?" (yes, I said my car even though I had no idea how to drive it, lol). Of course my hubby denied anyone had been smoking. I said," yeah there was, and he sat right here". He denied it. " No baby, you are tripping. You must be smelling your Mom's ciggarette smoke" (my mom was living with my grandma at the time). "There was someone smoking in here. They were this tall, this big (moving my hands), they had on a red flannel on and their hair was in a crazy Afro." I said calmly, looking straight ahead. When I turned and looked at my husband, he was staring at me with his mouth wide open. " How did you-- MAN! Quit that mess! That ain't funny!" I was spot on! I met his friend for the first time a few days later and he had on the same flannel coat/ jacket and his hair was still a unbraided mess.
When I had the vision, if that's what you call it, it was like I was seeing him in the chair while I was in the chair, like as If he was vapor- there but not. I can't explain it well. Things like that are rare for me, but I frequently have dreams that happen, and feel others emotions. Like one time I felt extremely sad like I was mourning. Since it happens all the time I immediately call my auntie to make sure my grannies are okay and they were fine. Later on that week, I found out my best friends brother had died that same day I was mourning!