I just spent HOURS UPON HOURS neglecting my family.... so I could read each and every story on this thread!!!
I have to say I don't think I'm "sensitive" to anything, (though I do have some stories I'll get to them later

) but I really do believe in all this, and really love it, as long as the spirit is not an angry one. To me, it truly is heart warming to hear your stories of your loved ones on their death beds, they see their family members who have already passed - its so comforting. Some of your stories really amaze me, like your kids seeing things and saying things that they have no business knowing.... its just amazing! I have never played with a Ouiji board, but have always really wanted to... think I'll leave that alone after reading some of your stories though!!!! As far as GH goes, I really like watching that show, but it does freak me out a bit!! DH and I stopped watching it for a while because we were getting to freeked, but started watching it again recently. So anyway... what to hear my stories??? They are no where as great/horrible

as some of yours, but here they go.
DH and I had a friend - he was more than a friend, he was our best friend. He was supposed to be the best man in our wedding, but due to a habit he had that we didn't know about, he passed away in his parents home about 3 months before our wedding. About 3 days after his passing, we believe that he came to say good bye to us. In the middle of the night, our TV started going on off on off on off on off etc. Every time it turned on, the volume was on like 1000 - then finally it just stayed on, at the very high volume. DH grabbed the remote and tried to turn it off, but it wouldn't turn off - we had to get up and physically pull the plug for it to stop. Didn't really think anything about it - both went to the bathroom and went back to sleep. A few hours later I was up getting ready for work. I went into the kitchen and I heard a noise. Our house was built in 1960, and it had stayed that way till we remodeled it

so we had that really old school oven. It had the exhaust that wasn't a digital button, but a knob - it was turned on, all the way over to the softest setting. Back then, I didn't have kids, I was working full time, in short, I didn't cook - I had never turned that thing on, nor ever had a reason to turn it on. At that moment, I walked out of the kitchen and called up to DH who was still in bed. Now, I used to go to work very early in the morning, so getting DH out of bed at that time would normally be very hard, but for whatever reason, that morning, he just got up and came over to me. I told him that the exhaust was on in the kitchen - he just gave me a look, you know, the look that means, I know what I'm thinking, and I think I know what your thinking - and I think its the same thing!!! I kind of turned away from him, looked up, and said "Joe, we love you more than anything in the world, and we wish you were still here with us. We thank you so much for saying goodbye to us, but get the **** out, your scaring the **** out of us!!!
I used to get home 2-4 hours earlier than DH at that time, but for a whole week I refused to be home alone, and would just drive around, or go to the mall till I knew he was home!
Since then he has never done anything in the house again, but I did have a dream.... I don't really remember any of the dream, just that I woke up because Joe was hugging me and I couldn't move - it almost felt like he was trying to... enter me... like in Ghost... really freaked me out - When I was finally able to speak, I woke up DH and said "Joe is here"... I think he just turned back over and went back to sleep thinking I was nuts, but I was up for the rest of the night!
Anyway, sorry my post is so long, but it felt really good to get this story off my chest. I remember leaving the state penitentiary that holds the "ghost tours" in Philly around Halloween - can't remember the name of it, but GH did two episodes there - with friends and telling them the story, and they kinda looked at us like we were nuts.