My Grandma Hope, who died shortly after my sister's birth, requested that she be buried in a red velvet dress. Finding the material during the summer was no small feat, but the task was accomplished in time for the funeral.
In seventh grade, my sister accompanied her sister to a fortune teller (no doubt to find out if their parents would be out of town in the near future) and asked, "Do I have a guardian angel?"
The wise seer replied, "You are surrounded by red velvet."
5 comments:
wow. really? what a cool story!
Wow.
I went to a fortune teller once, and she told me that I would someday visit an island. I was on Hilton Head Island at the time.....
How sweet for you to know that your grandmother is looking out for you guys. You need it.
Very few people are able to access their psychic abilities. You guys were sure lucky to find one..
I love stories like this ... but then I am a believer in this stuff.
So, my dear, what surrounds you? the ghost of August Anheuser Busch Jr.? ;^)
P: and the cool thing is that my sister had NO IDEA about the red velvet!
Sarah: I hope she knew your name without your having to tell her... ; )
T: I've only been to one psychic in my life, in New Orleans, and she said I'd marry a redhead (NEVER!) so unfortunately I don't have my sister's luck in choosing fortune tellers...
Brenda: you say ghost, I say poltergeist. ;)
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