CHAPTER ELEVEN
SO who were these ladies in white? I have spent years pondering this. I believe they were two different people, entities, or whatever. I know they were there so no one can ever change the way I feel or what I saw at those times.
The first was a woman of gold and white hair with a flowing dress of cotton or silk. The second one in my hospital room was of a white leather or stiff substance but had lines in the front that made it appear as leather. In both cases, of course, I was caught off guard but the images were meant to stay since I cannot change what happened and what I saw. After over forty years I can still see them in my mind, just as they were.
When I first mentioned it to Mom, she said she thought it was my Grandma Lillian. At that time, I just let it go not knowing anything more than what my mother said. Looking back, I know my grandma Lillian was born about 1908. No one really knows because a lot of children were born at home and not actually recorded. She was born in Claire City, South Dakota, USA. She died of a stroke in the fall of 1954 when my father was sixteen years old. My mother and father met at a dance when she was fourteen and dad was fifteen. So my mother knew Lillian over a year before she died. My grandfather remarried later on.
I never met my real grandmother, I only knew my new grandmother. I loved her as a real grandmother. I didn’t know it was not my real paternal grandmother until years later. I am sure Lillian would have been the same. My grandfather was not a very social person so he picked wives apparently that made up what he lacked.
So I believe it was her that came into my room before my operation, and appeared multiple times in my house. She would come up to me smiling, tap me on the head, then exit through a wall. W