It's been almost 2 months now Fergie passed away. Although it seems astonishing and simultaneously heartbreaking to think about the fact that a huge piece of my heart has been missing for that long, don't get sad just yet. Why is that you ask? Well, because I for one am not fully convinced that she's completely gone, while in the physical sense, or wants to go for that matter. Keep reading, and hopefully by the end of this, you'll understand exactly what I'm talking about. 
About five weeks after her physical passing, I was sitting at my computer completely wrapped up in what I was doing when all of a sudden I heard my entry card for my apartment building, which can in no possible way to fall off the arm rest of my chair hit the floor beside me. Now, I know I just said that there was no possible way that it could hit the floor, but just to give you a little bit more perspective, I'd like to talk about that just a little bit more in depth before I move on. See, the thing is that I have a board that slides into a bracket that's mounted underneath the right arm rest of my chair. The entry card slides over my arm rest, and in order for it to be taken off or put back on the arm rest, my board has to be removed first, or the entry card will end up catching on the board. Needless to say, it falling off and hitting the floor is about as close to impossible as impossible can get because even if the slides to the edge of the arm rest, it's going to hit the board before it hits the floor. So, when it did, for like five solid seconds, I just sat there staring at it, not even sure whether I should believe what I was looking at. After I got over my initial shock, I asked my mom to stop what she was doing, and come into the living room. When she did, I didn't say anything except, "look straight down". She started to ask me why, and I again just told her that she needed to look straight down. She did, and was in just as much stock as I was and all she could say was, "how the hell?" After we both thought about it for a while, we decided that it had to be Fergie letting her know that she was still around, and that she knew that I couldn't pick that up without her help. Okay, so although she thought it was little creepy, that was done.
A couple nights later, I was laying in bed, and it was about a half-hour after my sister and I had settled in for the night that my radio turned itself on full blast! We're not just talking a little volume, we're talking 22 which is its maximum volume! I do have a way of turning it on from my bed, but on this particular night, because my sister was staying with me, my environmental control unit setup wasn't even hooked up because on the nights that she stays, I really don't need it, nor do I want it. I should also tell you that my bedroom door was closed when this took place. After about five minutes of the radio being on at full blast, she realizes what's going on and comes in and turns it off. She was creeped out as well, but nonetheless, done and over with.
Now we've reached the spooky case of the reappearing necklace. Last Saturday evening when Brooke laid me down before she went home for the evening, she picked up my board that my environmental control unit usually sits on and was going to attach it to my bed for the evening. As she was picking it up, she says, "oh, Mom found your cross." This was something that all of us had been looking for for at least six months now, so I was extremely excited that it had been located and said, "oh, did she, I didn't realize that."
"Yeah, it's sitting right here. See, look."
"I had no idea!"
"I wonder where she found that" Brooke says.
With that, the conversation ended and I really didn't think too much more about it because Mom had been doing a lot of cleaning while she was here the previous week, so I just figured she found it then and forgot to tell me that she had. Then when she came in yesterday, she says, "oh, Brooke found your cross. Where did she find that?"
"She didn't find it, it was just sitting there the other night when she went to put me to bed, and we both figured you found it."
"No, I know it wasn't there because don't you remember the cable/phone guy was here last week and I had to move all that stuff for him to be able to fix the phone jack. There's no way I wouldn't have seen it there because it's sitting right on top of your cable box!"
"Well, you call Brooke and tell her that, because she really truly believes that you found it."
"I will, because I didn't!"
Now seriously guys and gals who are reading this, I want all of you to understand how much time each and every one of us, Mom, Brooke, and myself had spent looking for that cross! Not only that, but it was in such an obvious place that there's no way that one of us wouldn't have seen it at some point in the last six months! There's just no explanation for it except.....
FERGIE BEING A PART OF IT! Now, don't get me wrong, I'm not complaining about anything or denying anything because I've said from the time her passing took place that I thought she was able to be just as much of a little shit from the other side as she was when she was here in the physical. Going back to what I said at the top though, even though she's gone in the physical, I'm not at all convinced that she's gone, nor that she wants to be. I think all of these incidents combined are her way of letting us know that she hasn't gone anywhere except in the physical, and has no intentions of doing so! 
Whatever the reason, Fergie, you just keep these oddities right on coming because even though everyone else finds them creepy, THEY MAKE ME SMILE! I LOVE YOU GIRLIE! 