Full moon fever in spades. Both nights I had people arrive who could barely stand up to START a walking pub crawl. Neither made it. Everyone else had a really good time and I bumped into one this morning at Starbucks who actually remembered having a good time. Obviously my star shines through the thickest of fogs:)
I heard a story last night that is one of those I hear over and over again, different places, different people. A guy told me he was at his great grandmothers viewing and he looked up and there she was, standing in line to walk by the coffin with everyone else. He turned away quickly and back and she was gone. Said she didn't look like she did in the coffin but as he remembered her. Sometimes they smile or nod moving through a room at the wake and walk right out another door. Only seen by one person unless others keep quiet about it (a possibility). Just a little nod on their way to let you know everything is OK.
I heard a story last night that is one of those I hear over and over again, different places, different people. A guy told me he was at his great grandmothers viewing and he looked up and there she was, standing in line to walk by the coffin with everyone else. He turned away quickly and back and she was gone. Said she didn't look like she did in the coffin but as he remembered her. Sometimes they smile or nod moving through a room at the wake and walk right out another door. Only seen by one person unless others keep quiet about it (a possibility). Just a little nod on their way to let you know everything is OK.