Well, long story short, today was the day of a birthday party for my grandmother, who just got 80 years old. I got left home at 9:15 AM, and just came back a few minutes ago, I'd say around 11:10 PM, so quite the day it was.

It was a dinner mostly, with my father's side of the family and lots of people I didn't know too. They all left a bit after the dessert at about 3:30 PM. Only us, usual close family, stayed behind together, and then we left at 4:50 to go to my grandmother's house to spend the rest of the day there instead of remaining in that brunch place thing we were at for the party. Only one of the stranger remained with us, a 58 years old lady that randomly (but rarely) meows when she's done talking. I kinda found her weird at first...Though she's the reason I'm making the journal, and things will get even weirder.

About 40 minutes before leaving, she started talking to me (We were supposed to leave, but my father kindly waited 40 minutes so we could speak. She had alot to tell me.

We never met each other before ever, and she noticed I was a bit...How to say...Not fully-living my life. She talked to me a bit just to try to make me realise what I'm doing of my life, by letting my timidity or fear or such stop me from doing anything. Then she started talking to me about her...She told me I have similar eyes than her best friend's, called Judith, dead since about 33 years ago. She talked to me a bit, and told me I was very polite, kind and respectuous. She said she liked me even though we just met and that she feels I'm a good person. She also said I was cute and pretty, but that mostly was to make me feel more confident about myself, or to try to. She wanted me to not feel shy. Then she asked to look at my eyes better...Then she said I have the EXACT same eyes than her best friend Judith. She started saying I was her best friend's reincarnation. She started calling me Judith, and telling me that I should open myself to my "soul" and accept it...Then she said she wants to talk to me more in private (More private) outside.

We got to talk some more outside, where my father wanted us to go, but waited for us while smoking a cigarette he didn't want to smoke at first, but he did since he had to wait doing nothing. I dunno why I accepted to keep on talking with her. I would have been weirded out or scared usually, but I...I dunno...I just felt attracted into the conversation...I felt I had to keep it on. I felt bad when my father wanted us to leave before we got outside to talk some more, but he was kind enough to wait anyway. He thought she was drunk and that it would have been better to just go, but...He still waited for me to talk some more to her. She didn't stink alcohol at all, so I kinda got more intrigued.

It went a bit more weird, since she talked both to me and to "Judith" (Still trying to wake her up from my memory or soul) at different times of the conversation. She said that Judith had never left her for 12 years even after her death, and that she kept holding her back. When she got married, she was dead, but she was still there with her all this time (Reminder, 12 years is the exact ammount of time between her death and my birth). She looked at me and told me "Judith...I know you're there...I just wanted to say...That I'm sorry for holding you back all these years...I am, really, really sorry...Will you forgive me?" ...I was...Speechless. I felt inside me I should say I forgive her, but I quickly thought "Forgive her what? You're not Judith, you know nothing of Judith and you know nothing of her, why would you forgive her like that?", so I simply said I didn't know what to say. She said it was alright, and that I didn't have to...I kinda got curious and asked her how Judith was. She told me she was very polite, very respectuous and had a big heart. She said she was an angel. She said she was just like me...Then she looked at me (Not in my eyes, she looks in my eyes only to speak to "Judith") and told me "Donn, don't let anything stop you from being happy. It took me 58 years before living life like it should be. I don't want you to wait this long too. And also, open yourself. Try to feel Judith inside you." ...I didn't know what to do or say. The conversation was almost over. As we were walking back toward my father, near the car, I asked when would she be around again, and she told me she should be there on the 20th november if nothing stops her. We talked a bit more about me having to live my life like it should, then I joined my father. She told him "You should have let me met your children way before!". A bit more little chatting, then we left.

I don't know why...But I feel happy, relieved. Like I accomplished something, even if it wasn't the case. And I feel inside me...That I have to see her again, and try to be there for the 20th november...But rationally, I think it's completely insane. Such a weird night that was...