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Journey Through June
The Ghosts In My Life
There is no doubt.
I don’t just believe in spirits I know that they exist. I don’t know the how or the why, the what, or the where … I just know.
The Cowboy
Many years ago, there was a Super Bowl commercial in which the pet.com sock puppet tried to bribe a doorman by saying, “I’ll give you three dollars…” Ever the prankster, my husband, Jim (aka the Cowboy) went out and bought a roll of Susan B. Anthony gold dollars and whenever he wanted me to do something he would say, “I’ll give you three dollars…” (Watch the video to hear the intonation. Hilarious!)
When the Cowboy died suddenly in 2003, I grieved hard. I would unlock the door to his workroom and swing it open, hearing the familiar ‘shhhhhhh’ as it rubbed across the carpet beneath. Once inside I’d look around at all. the. things. then make a few circuits of the room, look back and forth once or twice more, and walk back out the door, closing it behind me. ‘shhhhhhh’