Navigating our new lives has been many things; challenging, painful, enlightening, wonderful, and scary. It has meant not only changing who we are, but accepting what we are as well as what happens around us.
One of the major things we had to change was accepting the fact that regardless how hard we try to protect ourselves, something will always sneak by us. Despite all our best efforts, things still happen in our house and, sometimes, even the places we go. The key to acceptance is understanding that we can still control our environment.
Something recently happened that put this philosophy to the test.
I usually wake up before everyone else on Saturdays. With no phone calls or meetings, it's a great chance for me to catch up on work tasks that I didn't get a chance to finish up during the week. It's just a relaxing time that also gives me chance to relax and breath a little. This particular Saturday was no different. I enjoyed some coffee, answered a few work emails, and caught up on the news of the week. I had some plans to do some things outside because it was such a beautiful day. I knew I need to take advantage of the nice weather as snow was in the forecast for the next week.
I was sitting on the couch reading some news articles when I heard a door open in the back part of the house and footsteps walking towards the living room. I didn't give it much thought as I figured it was just someone waking up. I went back to doing what I was doing when I noticed the door leading to the basement was opening and shutting. I would open slightly, then slam shut.
Before I accepted this as something paranormal, I needed to think logically. Were the footsteps related to the basement door opening and shutting? Was there something material causing the door to do what it was doing? A draft? A dog?
I realized that everyone was still asleep and if Jennifer had gotten up for any reason the dogs would have gone bananas. Heidi and Emi were still sound asleep so it wasn't either of them.
Our basement is unfinished and does not have a walk out like the newer homes do. It has three port hole type of windows in the back, away from the entrance. All the windows were shut and there was no breeze at all coming from them. The basement entrance has two doors. The first door leads to the stairway and there is another door at the bottom of the stairs that leads into the basement. I made sure that both doors were shut tightly and didn't open when pulled or pushed.
|From Left to Right. The door leading from the living room to the stairway, the door to the basement, the stairway down to the basement.|
At this point, I decided everything was just my imagination as I had been overly sensitive lately to things in my environment. I dismissed it all and went back to my reading.