Years later, I was travelling upstate with my parents. We were driving back home from my Uncle's house in Sharon Springs. When we got to the Hopewell Junction area, my father turned down a deserted street. On the street were overgrown trees. There was a dilapadated house on the left. Also, there was another building on the right that was small. I thought that it was a school house. Then I immediately had a deja vu.
I saw a woman infront of our car dressed in an old victorian wedding gown. She was being greeted by a postman wearing an old time uniform and pushing a wooden cart. There was an area to tie up horses near the building on the right which was a post office. The house on the left looked beautiful. It was no longer dilapadated but very well kept. There was a garden in front of the house and a white picket fence. There were hardly any trees except for 2 that grew on the encumberance of the sidewalk. I noticed 2 barns in the distance.
Then I came out of it. I was back in the present. The woman and postman wasn't infront of the car. I noticed the dilapadated house. I tried to see if I could see the 2 barns in the distance. The trees were so overgrown that I was only able to see the outline of one of them. The area where the horses were tied up to, I noticed the post and log were on the ground, rotted away. I would never have thought to look there if it wasn't for the deja vu. The post office no longer had paint or stenciling on it. Then I looked infront of the house and noticed an overgrown rose bush growing near a tree. I also noticed bits and pieces of a picket fence on the ground. I would have never thought of looking for these things if it wasn't for the deja vu. Then I looked at my parents, who were sitting in the front seat. My mother was looking around...somewhat bored. But my father had a look on his face as if he had seen a ghost. He was looking directly infront of the car at where the bride and postman was. Then he looked over to where the horses were and then at the house and gardens. I realized that he had the deja vu too. He too had looked where the horses had been when he came out of it. He also looked for the evidence of the picket fence and noticed the overgrown rose.
It was the most bizarre thing that ever happened to me. Seeing that my father had the same experience as me made me realize that this woman was once me in a past life. It made me believe in reincarnation.
