23 April 2021 | Haunted houses, Your Stories, Your True Encounters
I spotted this on Reddit and thought I would repost it here as it is a very nice short story…
My father was on hospice when I became pregnant. He said he prayed to still be here when I had the baby and he was. He passed away 2 months later. Fast forward 3 years and my daughter was playing in her bedroom having a tea party. She was talking so I asked who she was talking to. She responded, ” I’m talking to my granddaddy and he says he loves you little monkey”. I froze because little monkey was his nickname for me from my childhood. I felt comforted that my dad was watching over my daughter
Posted on Reddit by u/Certain-Possession46
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