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Hola patrons of my patreon! As always, ghosts is reaaaal. This week's story's got a wonderful voicemail surprise.......... SURPRISE!... 

"My Grandfather on the other side of my family passed away last year. We were really close before he's dementia got bad enough that he couldn't remember my name or care for himself anymore. It was difficult to watch him slowly pass but it was comforting knowing he wasn't in pain anymore. Anyways, I was on my way home to Georgia from a bachelorette party in Tennessee and I took a pit stop at my grandparents grave (my grandmother passed 10 years before him) to say hello and make sure it was all looking okay. I told them that I miss them very much and ended up breaking down. I said all the usual I miss you's and I wish I could have one more conversation, then I got in my car and got back on the road. Coincidentally enough, right as I was leaving the cemetery I got a call from my boyfriend to let me know he was meeting up with my father (aka my dead grandparents son) to pick up my Grandmother's old jewelry chest for me. So, fast forward to me getting home. I start going through the jewelry chest and I find one of my old cell phones from high school. I have absolutely no idea how it ended up in there but there it was. So, of course I found a charger and plugged it in. Sure enough it powered right up. I looked through the photos (yikes... so much eye liner) and the texts and my old contacts but then I saw voicemails... thinking maybe I would hear an old flings goofy voice I clicked on the icon. To my surprise there was one missed voicemail. Just one. From my Grandfather. It was dated maybe a year or two after my Grandmother had passed so he was still sound of mind. I hadn't heard him talk like he did in that voicemail in over 8 years. It was exactly the kind of closure I needed.. so simple yet so healing."