The elder's story is recalled by priest Alexander Dyachenko.
On the 39th day after the death of her mother, the daughter removed the cross from her grave and placed a baby over the grave, who died unbaptized. I thought that tomorrow she would erect a monument to her with a photograph. But the deceased judged differently. "Pravmir" publishes the story of the headman from the book of the priest Alexander Dyachenko "The Diary of Great Lent", recently published by the publishing house "Nikaia".
On the fortieth day after my mother's death, I decided to install a stainless steel metal monument on her grave. It was during that previous life, when our plant was still in full production, and I worked in a mechanical repair shop.
The monument was brewed in our workshop and a photograph was attached to it.
On the thirty-ninth day, having paid for the work, I issued a pass for the export of metal products. I think, so as not to waste time tomorrow, today I will go to the cemetery after work, prepare a place and remove the cross. And so she did. And she transferred the cross and put it over the grave of the baby who died unbaptized.
In the morning I come to the shop, I look, our manager, who was never late for work less than half an hour, is already sitting at my desk and looking at me point-blank, with such evil eyes.
- Where are you walking ?! I've been waiting for you for two hours!
- As where? So the working day has just begun. What business do you have with me?
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- Your mother came to me at night.
- To you?! Did you know her?
- No, I never saw it during my life. I recognized her from the photograph on the monument. What did you do there in her cemetery? Why did you remove the cross?
- How do you know that? Nobody saw me.
- She said. The main thing is that she came to me, stood in such a position, and, as if copying my mother’s voice, intonation and mother’s posture, continues: “Tell Ninka to immediately go to my grave and put the cross in place! And never to touch him again! " I ask her: why would you, grandma, not tell your daughter about this? And how she screams: “Don't you understand ?! Now I got up, got dressed and ran to work! " I jumped up in fear and, without even looking at my watch, ran. The security at the entrance looks at me with such eyes, what is it, they say, so early? I'm sitting here waiting for you.
Now I, having asked for time off from work, in fear ran to the cemetery to return the cross to its place. And to this day he stands next to the monument at my mother's grave.
