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live in Florida. My step father kindly came to the funeral home and helped me with the arrangements and I organized a lovely service. I saw members of my family for the first time since 1978 at her funeral, they met my other children for the first time as well. Everyone managed to be civil and to behave out of respect for her. The emotional support I received from my step father at that funeral held me together. My children were devastated and I was in so much pain it was impossible for me to support them during the services. I am grateful for loving friends that were there for them during that time.

In the days and weeks immediately following her funeral many things began to occur in our home that had no plausible explanation. Megan was very close to my youngest daughter and had always loved Alex dearly. We had been given some of her most cherished possessions and among them were some beautiful dolls she had collected. Alex had these dolls on a shelf in her room and the dolls were displayed in a beautiful and secure fashion. One afternoon we were all having a tear filled conversation about how we missed her and just could not believe she took her own life. My daughter Alex went to her room to get something and the dolls were laying on the floor. Not a soul had gone to that room and there is not any way these dolls could have fallen as they were securely fastened to the holders that kept them upright. We all had a strange feeling about the falling dolls. Trying not to scare the kids or myself, I largely ignored this first occurrence. Then the dolls began to fall regularly as much as several times in a day, we couldn't ignore this any more, we all felt it was her letting us know she was around us.

Other things began to happen such as items disappearing from their place and showing up hours later in the most bizarre locations, hearing music in my bedroom and pictures and other things falling when there is no way gravity could have made them fall. We all began to realize that this was no coincidence and that it was her doing these things. We began to verbally acknowledge her presence when these things happened and it became a source of comfort for me, but scared the girls. (I lived with 2 of my daughters at the time.) We moved from that apartment to another and the girls had hoped these things would stop happening, they didn't. In fact they accelerated for a time at the new house almost like she was assuring us of her continued presence in our lives.

I began to

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