The Death of Michelle's grandfather
Type of Spiritual Experience
Only an hallucination because the image was clearly manufactured for her even if the grandfather was there
A description of the experience
From Opening Heaven’s Door – Patricia Pearson
A humid night in summer, no sounds but the incandescent humming of the streetlamp, the tick of an invisible clock on an antique dresser. Ellie Black rouses quietly to consciousness at around three, her eyes unfocused, mind placid. It's not time to get up yet; nothing is troubling her sleeping child. There is a smell of August grass and last evening's cigarettes.
In the stillness, a movement at the end of her bed commands her attention. There, amazingly, she sees her father. Why is he here, she wonders, now fully alert, this difficult man from whom she's so long been estranged? Why here in her bedroom?
And what on earth is he wearing? Is that a top hat and tails? Her father gazes back at her happily, tips his hat, and bows with a flourish.
He is bidding her-his audience?-some sort of farewell. Then he's gone. She blinks. Her bedroom reverts to shadow and silence.
The following morning, she related the experience-whatever it was, a waking dream-to her daughter at the breakfast table. My childhood friend Michele remembers the breakfast conversation with her mother clearly, because she was so surprised when the phone rang later that day, bringing news of her grandfather's demise.