Before I begin, this is a quick aside for the people who believe the gospels of the New Testament. When Jesus (Yeshua, Yashua, Joshua, and other names depending on the bible version) returned to the disciples after his resurrection, he told them he was not a ghost. If ghosts didn't exist, why would he be compelled to tell them that he wasn't one?
Before 2003, I didn't believe in ghosts. That changed after my father-in-law (whose name was Joshua, coincidentally) died as the result of a traffic accident in 2003. Between May of 2003 (when he died) and April of 2006 (when I left the U.S.), I had random encounters with what I believe are ghosts. At least on one occasion, I thought it was my father-in-law. In the last couple of weeks, I've started seeing things again as I explained in my article, Okay, I Am Officially Weirded Out.
When I lived in Phoenix, after my father-in-law died, I worked at night (5 pm to 5 am to be exact), 4 days on and 4 days off. On one of the nights I was off, I was in the family room watching TV. I got up to get a drink and spotted the back of someone wearing a white t-shirt as the person exited the kitchen (which was between the family room and the dining room). I only saw the backside of the person, but it looked like my father-in-law! I rushed after the person, only to find nothing but air.
I thought I was the only one in my family seeing things. It turned out I was completely wrong about that. My wife and son both saw things during the period I saw things in the United States. My wife described one night where she was up late playing mahjong with some friends in the family room. She saw a white t-shirt out of the corner of her eye walking in the living room, which was visible via the downstairs hallway. She yelled at our son, Jonathan, to go back to bed. The other players looked at her like she was crazy and told her he had been asleep for hours. She ran upstairs and he was indeed fast asleep.
Jonathan described to me an incident that was similar to the incident I had, except that the t-shirt color was red. Both my son and my father-in-law were fond of wearing white t-shirts around the house, usually undershirts.
After I published that article, and told my wife everything, she blabbed it to her brothers and sisters. Guess what? They've been having the same experiences that I have had, except that it has been going on since two of my brothers-in-law were murdered more than 5 years ago. In fact, the older victim was spotted next to a tree (that was removed to build my house) not more than two years ago, but only for a few seconds.
Before I started seeing things from 2003 onward, I just thought my in-laws were overly superstitious and prone to seeing things. I no longer think that way. The one thing I don't like about recent occurrences, and my wife's big mouth, is that now my in-laws are afraid to come into my house after dark.



