I didn't used to believe in ghosts. I do now. I used to live in an old house that had a ghost-- she was helpful, though. Turned off lights if we left them on, turned them on if we got home late, closed the windows if it rained, etc. I kinda wish we could have brought her to successive houses! If she got too annoying, or if I was home alone I'd ask her to leave me alone and not bother me for the night, and she wouldn't. She'd drive my mom nuts, though. Funny.

My husband is very sensitive to 'energies'. When we were looking for a new house, he flat turned down a couple. One, we found out later, was notoriously haunted; and another had seen several nasty divorces among it's occupants. He liked the one we ended up with-- even though it's old, he walked in and said--'this is a nice house-- it's been a happy house for everyone that's lived here.' And we bought it:-)

My grandmother, who died last summer, made me a 100% believer. My family had spent several days at the hospital with her near the end, and the night she passed away, I went home to let the dogs out as she seemed stable. I walked in the door and watched the kitchen light turn on and off twice-- she did this when we'd drop her off at night after taking her somewhere to let us know she was inside safely and everything was OK. I knew she was gone, then, and was letting me know she was OK.... my mom called me five minutes later and told me she'd just stopped breathing and passed away. I smell her perfume every now and then, so I know she's still making sure we're all behaving and doing fine. I miss her.