Mother receives mysterious calls
Mine
is a long and complex story, and I hesitate even to
begin unless I am sure that it is something that might interest you. I
read
your site and I realized immediately that my story is quite unlike most
of the
others you list. My experience was not an 'event', but a major part of
my early
life. Moreover, even now I simply do not know the truth or reality of
the
events, which I accepted without question at the time (I was about 10
or 11
when it started). There are many strange and difficult components
of this
story, but if I will focus just on the elements relevant to
your site.
When I was young I witnessed my Mother receiving virtually daily phone
calls
from a male friend (would-be lover might be more accurate) ... both
before and
AFTER he died. As far as I was told this person was ill in hospital
(which is
why I never met him), and he would ring my mother daily (always around
the same
time). Again, as I understand it, he
was professing his love for her during these calls, and they were
making plans
for their future, when he came out of hospital (my parents were
splitting up at
the time). I remember being woken from my sleep one night (about
the age
of 10) by my mother sobbing. I went out and peeked around the corner,
and she
was wailing 'He's dead! He's dead! I know it!" As far as I could see
there
seemed to be no reason for her to believe this, but she forced my
Father to
ring the hospital, and sure enough this person had indeed died. For the
next
few months my mother was devastated and heartbroken, and she was kept
sedated
by her doctor. Anyway, to cut a very long story short, one night about
three
months later (it was a Sunday evening, and I remember that I was
watching
'Maverick' on the telly), the phone rang and my mother disappeared for
about
half and hour. When she came back I asked who it was ... and she said
that it
was 'him' (her lover). I won't go into details of what he
said, but he
phoned again and again, until the pattern of these phone calls slipped
back
into a mirror image of the calls
she was receiving before he had died. Not every day ... but most
weekdays. This
went on for some four to five years, and my mother kept a 'five
year
diary' of her conversations, which I still have in my possession.
It is
curious, but at such a young age one comes to accept such things
as
completely 'normal' after a while. I never really knew if the
person on
the phone was who she said it was, but I know for sure that she
believed she
was in contact with her dead lover. I heard the phone ring ... and at
the time
I believed totally (once I even answered
the phone when she was out ... and heard only a sound like the rushing
wind on
the line. She had told me that 'he comes on the wind', so I hung up
quickly ...
suddenly scared). Now, much older, I am not so sure. As I said, these
events
must be set within the framework of a complex 'real-life' situation. I
was told
many things which I now doubt are true, but I was never able to find
out the
truth.