My son died Feb. 9th 2002, and soon after he died, I started receiving calls. No one would be on the other line, just static. Last Easter, I was at my sister’s all day and got home around 9 pm. I usually check the voice mail, but I was tired and getting ready for bed. As I'm brushing my teeth, my daughter came into the room and said "mom, come here quick and listen to this". She had checked the messages while I was getting ready for bed. I hit the button to hear the messages and the phone said "you have 5 messages". I listened to them and at the end the voice message said "That is the end of your messages". I started to hang up, wondering why Caroline insisted I listen to these messages, when suddenly the phone became very staticky and suddenly I heard a faint voice in the background saying "They’re not at home, " and out of the blue was my son's voice saying plain as day "HEY', just like he always did while he was alive. This message did not show up on caller I.D., nor was it traceable. It showed I had 5 messages, yet my son's was the sixth message.  Another time I received a call and it was very muffled, almost through a tunnel. A few nights later my 5 year old had a dream where my Michael came to her and asked her where the tape recorder with his message was. Hannah pointed to the tape recorder and Michael said "that was me saying Hey, but the other voice was grandpa trying to get through to tell you he loves you and to take care of grandma." He told her that he was a little better at using the electronic stuff to get messages through than grandpa was and that’s why his message was clearer. Not only this, but I have a photo album FULL of photos taken after Michael died, with orbs, ecto, one even has his face in the background of a group of his friends. Thank you for allowing me to share my story. I for one know that they can communicate with us.