After that I called a monk. He said he can't see anything with his spiritual eye but he can definitely sense something and it's not a ghost. So I told him she went to the balcony and based on her movements it looks like she's hanging laundry. And I also told him sometimes it looks like she is doing other household work too like washing dishes, cleaning etc..
The monk said,"Did your wife have dementia by any chance..??"
I told him, "Yeah she did but how did you know that?"
He said that this similar thing has happened before to families of people with dementia.
When dementia patients realize they have dementia,they do everything to keep from losing themselves.Of course, this doesn't usually do anything..
But if their mind is strong, their memories can be recorded on the fabric of space-time, like a diary of their life.Even after the person's death, the memories take on a physical form and reflect the past.It's just like watching a videotaped recording of their life.
Strictly speaking, it's not a spirit, but they call it a "DEMENTIA SPIRIT."
And they have a tendency to only be visible in the eyes of one person only.
Of course, he said that dementia spirits never harm people, but emotionally it can be very upsetting, so he recommended that I should move..
My Wife's Dementia Spirit..
The way she's acting seems relatively normal, so these must be memories from the early stages of dementia.
These are memories that my wife herself left.
He said it was just like a mannequin moving, without any special purpose.
But I know that my wife's memories are here.
The memories she imprinted on the world before she died.
At first, it was surprising, but gradually i got used to it.
Next day I saw her going out, so I followed her. She went to a hospital,
Oh so is this where she was diagnosed with dementia...?
She came out and her face doesn't look good.
WAS THIS THE DAY..??
She came home she was crying,
I don't have the nerve to look at her face right now.
On this day, 3 years ago. She was diagnosed with dementia and then came home ,sat in our empty house and cried alone.
A few days after my wife died, I quit my job.
I was just a few months away from retiring anyway, so i had just sped up the process a bit.
A friend of mine suggested another good company to work for, but I left it for later. because I had something else I needed to do.
I NEEDED TO WATCH MY WIFE….!!