When I was four, I had my first paranormal experience.  I didn’t find it unusual at all, since the spirit sitting in front of me, talking to me, was someone I knew and loved.  It wasn’t scary or traumatic and I can’t say it influenced my life in any way other than to comfort me the night it happened and the next days to follow.  Over the years, I’ve had myriad “spiritual” occurrences.  They did not continue through my childhood or adolescence, but interestingly enough, began again the first time I attended the church I went to as a child.  Jim and I felt it was time to raise our…