The night of Christmas Day (Dec. 25), I went to bed and I got this whiff of orange/vanilla cake and lavender. It was quite faint but, I'd catch it every now and again. I knew we had company and I knew she wasn't ready to talk to me. I will describe this "knowing" often. I wish I could explain it to you better but, it's just that, a knowing, a certainty. I went to sleep thinking she'd be ready to talk in the morning.
When I woke (Dec 26) to the smell of vanilla and orange. I knew she was still there. She wasn't making herself known to me, and she still wasn't speaking. As the day went on, I could feel her anxiety rising. I could feel her pacing, I could sense her uneasiness yet, she still wasn't close enough. I spoke to a friend who also has experience with spirits, around noon telling her what was going on. The more time passed, the more anxious my little grandma was getting. I told my friend I should just share on Facebook but, I don't know enough about her to say anything!
I told my friend I'd get back to her later in the day, I was going to take a shower knowing that the water sometimes strengthens the spirits. I asked her who she was, why she was here and what she needed. I could feel her presence at this point but, she was so unsettled. She was still pacing still wringing her hands. I knew I'd brought her closer but, still not close enough. All I could get her to say to me was "Kuh". It was almost as if she was ashamed after she said it - she just hung her head.
As the day wore on, Jacob had a play date in which the mom and younger sister stayed for a few hours but, this woman was still there - still pacing, still with the hand wringing - she was talking now saying "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to do it. I didn't mean for this to happen. I'm so so sorry." She was so frantic! I'm telling you she had me pacing. My heart was racing. I'm wringing my hands. I almost wish Jeremy would have been home to witness it! I couldn't sit still! The anxiety of this woman was consuming me!
I couldn't take it anymore, about 7/8:00, I sat down and said, "What is your name? Who are you?"
"Betty"
"Betty, honey, what happened to you?" I asked.
"I'm so so sorry. I didn't mean it."
I remembered what my friend had said, "Maybe you need Facebook to help her."
At this point, I would have tried anything! I went to Facebook and typed a status update, "Does anyone have a mother or grandmother named Betty who has passed or recently passed?" and I hit enter. I'm out of the closet. Putting myself out there to 249 people who now know that I have a spirit named Betty hanging out in my living room.
Not 5 minutes passed, and my sister, my sister that I was so afraid would find out about this asked me "What's with this Betty?"
I replied to her, "Are you sitting down? Do you believe in Ghosts? Well, they visit me sometimes. And I have an older woman named Betty here today and I don't know what she needs."
My sister, who has goosebumps, sends me this link:
One killed in Kalkaska crash
By Jeff Broddle
KALKASKA — A Manistee woman has been killed and a passenger in a second car was injured in a crash in Kalkaska County's Boardman Township.
According to Kalkaska County Sheriff David Israel, Betty Jane Zimmerman, 87, was killed while attempting a left turn from a motel parking lot onto U.S. 131 when her vehicle was struck by a vehicle driven by a Petoskey man.
According to police reports, a passenger in the second car, Geraldine Gerred, 76, was taken to Kalkaska Memorial Hospital and treated for injuries. Robert Gerred, 70, also of Petoskey, drove the second vehicle, which was traveling north on U.S. 131. The crash occurred around 10 a.m. Wednesday. (December 26)
Israel said the incident remains under investigation.
All the bells and whistles went off! I am from Manistee - born and raised. My grandparents lived in Boardman Township for 50 plus years! In fact, the cemetary where they are buried is at the corner of Boardman Road and US131. And that also explains why my grandpa was here! He was waiting for her!
Betty was killed in this car accident. Her soul was lost. She didn't know she had died and she was afraid of the light!
Betty was killed in this car accident. Her soul was lost. She didn't know she had died and she was afraid of the light!
Poor Betty. She'd caused this accident. She didn't mean to do it. She didn't see the other car. I called my grandpa back and asked him to help Betty home to Heaven. She is at peace with The Father. No more cigarette smoke, no more orange/vanilla cake. My sister and 249 other people now know I have spirits in my living room once in a while and I find it a little odd that the one person I didn't want to know about my gift gave me the answers I needed. I like how these things work out.
And I, I got my first crossover, I took the road less traveled by, and that has made all the difference!
By the way - anyone know who this young guy is that smells of leather and really nice aftershave?
Oh my gosh, Gail. Oh my gosh. I've been meaning to come here to read about Betty since you said you wrote the story on Twitter, but for some reason I couldn't get to it on my phone. Oh wow. This made me tear up. This is so awesome. I hope you will continue to share your stories. And yeah, so cool that the one person you were afraid of finding out, provided you with the answer.
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