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Who is that old woman in the mirror that resembles my mother and grandmother? Why, that's me. But it seems that just a few short years ago I was a happy-go-lucky child living on a farm. Time goes by like a speeding bullet. I'm thankful for each new day I'm given on God's good earth

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An early ghost story

The two-story, white farmhouse where my grandparents lived next to our farm doesn’t stand today. Only the memories remain after it was destroyed by a fire some years after they sold the farm and moved into town.

It was within view of our house, across two fields, but near enough that a child could walk the distance without any fear. It was a pleasant, usually safe walk down the dirt road that ran between the two houses. Except for one trip that I still remember well.........

I was about halfway home, the halfway point being a pond by the side of the road in Grandpa’s field. Something made me glance back over my left shoulder toward Grandma and Grandpa’s house. That’s when I saw this white, ghost-like thing coming straight toward me. That’s the last I remember except running for home as fast as my little legs would carry me.

I’m not sure what my explanation was or how real it sounded but to me there was no doubt what had occurred. I’m told I come running into the house, hysterical and it took some time to understand just what the problem was.

After it was discovered that I hadn’t been attached by a swarm of bees or bitten by a snake or some other such normal explanation for such carry on, the concern grew less. There was laughter at my expense as no one believed my story.

My mother blamed it on my grandma telling ghost stories to me. She was a talker and a good story teller but I can’t say that I could remember any such story being told. There was a theory about sheets on the clothes line but the best I remember the ghost wasn’t exactly coming from the direction of Grandma’s clothes lines.

Everyone soon forgot the incident and stopped teasing me about the “ghost attack”. It was some time before I would make the trip between houses by myself again. But my fears finally subsided and the short trip soon became a pleasant experience for me once again.

Added: September 3, 2009
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RockyMountainGirl says:

Hey NinaB ~ What have you been up to? Seems like a long time since I talked to you last so you must be busy. We spent last week doing a Family Build on our daughter's new home. I just managed to get a video posted and now I have to write a Journal to explain it. It was a very busy volunteer vacation for all of us!

Hope you are well and not TOO busy, my friend

Posted: October 29, 2009 10:58AM EDT