I don't know if this is the right board to post this on, but I am very confused about something. My father, the salt of the earth, died in our family home several years ago. It was the only home he and mom had ever owned and the only home I ever knew. He took such care of it and when we found out he was dying, we brought him home to die in the house he had spent his life working and caring for.
My brother made the decision three years ago to sell the family home. I didn't disagree because mom could no longer live there by herself. I wasn't prepared for the feelings I have now about the house. I can't drive by without feeling as though dad is still there and living with and caring for the new occupants. I want to go knock on the door and go in just so I can visit with dad again. I know this is crazy but could his spirit be in there or is it just my imagination or grief telling me this. I keep telling myself to stop going over there but I can't. Anyone?