JANUARY 24, 2021: “The GHOST Of Williamson Manor” …

… ’cause doesn’t EVERYONE talk to ghosts in their bathroom?

So, here’s the deal folks. The TV volume goes up and down while the remote is on the table. We walk through certain spaces and feel a cold breeze blow through us, then get the chills. Next thing you know, the dog is doing a little happy dance and sniffing around at “something” he can see but we can’t … JUST LIKE HE USED TO WHEN DADDY CAME HOME! Then, on the night of Gia’s homecoming last October, while she sitting at the vanity in my bathroom getting all glammed up for her big night out, I spoke these words out loud:

What do you think Dad? Doesn’t our daughter look GORGEOUS!

The lights started going CRAZY! So, she started asking a series of random yet VERY specific questions.

Is that you, Dad? Blink once for yes – twice for no.

“The ghost” answered every time, right on cue. (Keep in mind that the first time this “light thing” ever happened, I had just finished getting dolled up for a girls night out and as I was looking in the mirror I said:

Well, honey, I’m heading out for the night! How do I look?

… at which point the lights flickered THREE times — I – LOVE – YOU! It was a thing with us. Sounds crazy, right? Maybe it is. It doesn’t really matter to either me or Gia what anyone else thinks at this point. The hardcore fact is that whatever this “thing” is that’s happening in our home – IT’S NOT OUR IMAGINATION! At first we tried reasoning it down to some sort of electrical problem, but then an electrician came out and could find NO logical mechanical reason why the circuit that runs to those lights keeps blowing. At the end of the day, it just is what it is, and we don’t hate it.

WHAT DO YOU THINK?

GHOST

Thought it was dead and buried, then it woke you up last night. Sought it so damn worried – you’ve been tossin’ turnin’, both ends burnin’. I want to put your mind at ease again. Make everything alright. I know it’s getting underneath your skin. I try to tell you now – don’t look over your shoulder, ’cause that’s just the ghost of me you’re seeing in your dreams. Wait. There’s no rhyme or reason. Sometimes there’s no meaning in the visions when you’re sleeping. Don’t wake up and believe that you’re looking at the ghost of me. Your imagination and emotion’s running wild. Fueling my frustration, like a fire burning. Clock is turning. I know it’s getting underneath your skin. I try to tell you now. Don’t look over your shoulder, ’cause that’s just the ghost of me you’re seeing in your dreams … {Daughtry}

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