Took place in Michigan in the 1970's. My Grandpappy and his second wife needed someone to come in and care for them. Clean their house and do the cooking. I said sure I could use another job. I told them I be here about 4pm, as my first job I worked 6-2:30pm. My Grandpappy and his wife were devoted Catholics. They prayed all the time, and believed the Lord helped them, to the ripe old age of their 80's. Grandmaw was 85 and Grandpappy was 88. They were married 20 plus years.
After I got off of work at my other job I went to my Grandpappys house to fix dinner. While they were eating I would do the laundry, clean the house up a bit. After they ate, did the dishes and cleaned the kitchen up. I get them all ready for bed and I would then go home.
Grandpappys second wife had cancer. When she would urinate, I would hear her scream in pain. After she was done in the bathroom, I would clean up the toilet. It was a mess blood all over it. I prayed a lot to the Lord to take her home soon.
I was cleaning up the toilet after her use, one day and I heard "IT WONT BE MUCH LONGER, FOR HER". I knew it was our Lord letting me know she be out of pain soon.
Next day I had a heaviness in my heart about 11am. I couldn't shake it no matter what I did. I asked to go home, as I was not feeling well. I rested then went to my Grandpappys house.
When I got there, I seen cars everywhere. When I came into the house, I knew that Grandmaw had died. Her daughter, my aunt told me that she took her Mom to the bathroom, she insisted the door to be closed. She had just started to walk from the bathroom, heard a thump and looked in and her Mom was gone. Their son was going to stay with, Grandpappy for the night.
Their son went to bed down the hallway, and I was getting ready to leave and he wanted to talk to me. He then said to me "I can't live without her, I want to join her now". You will soon Grandpappy. I went to the kitchen. When I came out he looked like he was sleeping. I started to walk by and he said "I will see her tomorrow". I thought he meant at the funeral home.
"Yes she will look just like she did yesterday, before the Lord took her away", he said to me. I didn't know what to say to that. I gave him a big hug, one that I didn't want to leave him. I lingered as long as I could hugging him, telling him I love him and would see him later. His eyes just glisten, they were nearly glowing in happiness. He said to me "I love you also". I left and went home.
The day seemed to go well and then about 11am I felt a heaviness in my heart. NO! NO! NO! It can't be Grandpappy too. I said that loud, the gal I worked with asked what was wrong and I told her. I called to my Grandpappys house. No answer. I called my Mom, his daughter, told her I think something happen to, Grandpappy. No! She said and we hung up.
About ten minutes later she called and told me, that Grandpappy was gone too. Exactly to the minute, 24 hours after his wife died. I was stunned.
We had a double funeral, and it was so heart breaking for us all. I kept feeling that last lingering hug from him that early morning, before I left to go home. The last thing he said to me "I love you also". I cried a lot.
At Grandpappys house, it was being cleaned up and his kids taking this and that. I did the laundry for all be clean, and dropped off in a drop off box, for the goodwill later. When I was in the basement, I seen something from the corner of my eye. When I first looked straight forward nothing, but I knew I was being watched.
I looked again towards the sink and there in front of me, looking as if in solid form, was my Grandpappy and his wife holding hands. They were smiling and I knew they were happy, and out of any kind of pain. I smiled and waved a good bye and they were, like fading away as they kind of floated away. I wasn't frighten when I seen this, I felt a calm go over me.
It was a happy day to see them "together again", but also a sad day, I would never see them again. Good bye you two I love you, I whispered to them. After that day I never went inside, that house again. And shortly it was sold to someone else.
I seen a lady outside my Grandpappys house one day, I told her my grandparents use to live there. She said the bathroom was really cold, and the front room near the doorway was cold. I told her my Grandparents died in that house, one by the doorway with a stroke and the other in the bathroom. It wasn't to long that lady and her hubby moved.
The last I knew about my Grandparents house, is that it was sold many times. A child that lived there seen, old people in the basement, smiling. My Grandparents could still be there in their home, in spirit form, still smiling away and holding hands.