December 15th, 2011
"So I'll tell you what I want, What I really really want". I had my stereo on blast and my windows were flung wide open. The cold chill of winter whipped through my room but I was sweaty so I wanted it that way. I was busy wrapping gifts and it had kept me occupied for the last hour, I had a few more left. I had gotten my Mom the newest Michael Buble CD, a new cookbook, and yoga outfit. My sister's gifts fit her darker personality; Insidious DVD, Red Hightops, and a belly button ring set. The only other few people I had bought for was my friends Elizabeth and Julie and the mailman who was always so kind. I was just a rather slow wrapper and I was distracted by the music. When I was done it was about noon so I made my way out of the bedroom and into the kitchen. I scanned my fridge and debated whether I wanted Eggs and bacon or leftover spaghetti my mom sent me over the weekend. I finally pulled out the container and forked some onto a paper plate and put it to cook in the microwave.
As I clicked 2 minutes, I remembered Colin. We had a tradition every Christmas Eve he would come over with a box of angel hair noodles and pasta sauce while I would make some homeade meatballs and we would cook together. I can't tell you really how the idea of spaghetti came around but it was special to us. My legs would be entwined around his on the couch while we ate and watched what was on the Hallmark channel and then afterwards we would open the gifts we got each other because we knew Christmas Day was a hectic time and we wanted a tender moment when we exchanged. I swallowed the knot forming in my throat but I could feel myself getting upset. Then the microwave made a loud pop and I jumped out of my seat and swung it open, the plate was shriveled up and the spaghetti smelt burn, I check the time and I groaned, "Really?" I critized myself for I had set in on 20 minutes and it spend 6 minutes cooking. I reached to to grab it and my finger touched the spaghetti which was scolding. "Shit" I yelled, shaking my hand. And then I lost it. I started sobbing which was something I hadn't done for awhile. And it hurt because I could barely catch a breath. And then I noticed to pair of sneakers in front of me. I was so startled I let out a yelp and glanced upward, "Colin" I whispered...
And I swear he was there like he had never left. Colin held out his hand and I placed mine in his. It is hard to describe the touch. It was not solin but my hand didn't go through his, it just felt lightweight. He wrapped his arms around me while I cried, just muttering that He was here and everything was going to be alright. When I calmed down a bit and my motor in my brain started running, I had a million questions. "I am so confused! How are you here? Can anyone else see you? Why are you here and not in heaven? How come I can see you now?" I rambled on and on.
He told me that he had been with me for a long time and tried to constantly show himself to me but except for at Starbucks it would never work. There were a few people who could see him, they were mediums and people with gifts. He said though that a medium told him something interesting, "A lot of people can see loved ones who pass and even communicate with them but they never say anything because they are afraid no one will believe them." He didn't know why he was still in between these two worlds but he didn't mind because he got to be closer to me. That night I just layed in his arms while he talked about how happy he was I could see him and I felt happier than I had ever been. There was still the part of my mind that told me this couldn't be real but when I kissed him his lips felt really real to me. The next two weeks he was with me constantly, and I had to watch when I spoke to him because people give you weird looks obviously. On Christmas Day, he sat with my family around the Christmas tree while we exchanged gift. It was my mother, sister, Cousin Susan, Aunt Kathy, Uncle Mark, and my two neices Lily and Natalie, and I. I recieved a Walmart and Starbucks gift card, new seat covers for my car, the Harry Potter DVD collection set, a coffee machine, and a bottle of wine. I looked around a smiled, everyone I loved was here and I couldn't be happier. The best gift though was having him back and even though Colin wasn't physically here, I wanted it to be like this forever but that is never how it goes.
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My Fiance is a Ghost
Roman d'amourAnnika's life was going perfect, she was finishing up her second year at Princeton University, she won a brand new car recently, and had freshly gotten engaged to the love of her life, Colin... and then her world comes crashing down on May 1st, 2010...