Weird things that have happened after the death of a loved one

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I noticed our local uni had a seminar regarding the impact of hearing / sensing / seeing a loved one after death and it got me thinking about the things I've heard and how it must be a pretty common phenomenon

My mother died unexpectedly a week after I had my baby last month . I was wide a wake and clear as day heard someone say the baby's name

Apparently a butterfly followed her coffin into the church and landed on her friends knee

My grandmas watch stopped at the time her twin brother died

When my grandad died we had his urn and a collage of photos on the table in his house. A baby robin flew in and landed on the picture and then the urn before flying out again

Apparently my G G grandmother saw her son in her bedroom the moment he was killed in Ypres

I'm sure most of these are just coincidence and I can only vouch for the voice I heard but I'd be interested in hearing others stories

Yes, I too am very sorry for your loss comps.
Janaus..very interesting about your friend.
I’m sure they visit us from the other realm.
Those I’ve really loved I’d love a visit or a message....just saying

Mum had been in hospital a while but went downhill quickly. Got a call just after midnight to get to hospital now, picking up a family member on the way. As I slowed to take a junction the road was closed, I swore and pulled back onto the main road just then a shooting star shot across to my left, I knew she was gone. She had passed away just when Dad left the room to phone me. Safety first, she waited til I was waiting stationary before saying cheerio - very typical of my mother!

Mother’s friend died by suicide a few years ago, I had a very vivid dream a few months ago in which she was sitting on my bed stroking my hair and saying ‘poor, poor ‘nickname’ ... the nickname she always called me . I was having a breakdown at the time and find it comforting to think she came to help. Have also dreamt of her sitting with my dog (also deceased) and they were both happy together .

The night she died my normally very placid dog went berserk at about 2am, snarling and spitting at something we couldn’t see . That was quite bewildering at the time !

Some of these are bringing me to tears. Such a lovely comfort in many of them

I had a sudden thought that my Granny wasn’t very well at all when I was on my way home on the bus. When my Dad picked me up from the bus he told me my Granny was very poorly and she died 2 days later.

A few years later when my Grandpa had died too I had a dream that I was at their house looking out of the landing window and they were both stood by this little wall in the drive smiling and waving at me and looking much younger than I remembered them. It was like they were showing they were together again, happy and free of the ailments they had as they had got older. It was lovely.

Mum died in 2002. For years afterwards one very tame robin would walk right outside our garden door. Dad dies 10 years later; the morning after we get back from the funeral there are two robins jumping around right outside the door.

Rainbows visible on leaving the graveyard for both parents' funerals - and two other relatives' too. That is one huge coincidence.

I randomly hear my name said, I just thought this happens to everyone

My baby son was stillborn. I've often woken up to someone calling Mum, and got up to check our other DC but they were never awake.

Not after death, but the day my grandad died, my aunt visited in the morning and he told her that he had been woken early by his mother calling him "XXX, hurry up and get dressed, you need to be ready for breakfast" He got up and got dressed. The next morning they found him gone, aged 89.

A few days after my DH Mum died, we were talking about her, and a huge canvas flew off the wall. I wouldn't believe this, if I heard it as someone else's "story", but I was there and there is just no explanation!

My mum was visiting a Medium Fayre type thing, and a Medium gave her a reading for me - I was 300 miles away at the time - this Medium told her my name (and I have a very unusual name) and proceeded to tell her that she had someone there giving her a message to pass on to me, about me moving home and finding a good man. At that point, I was preparing to leave my ExH and obviously leave the marital home, but I had not told a single soul yet.

My dead dog has woken me from nightmares, with a wet nose on my hand.

Years ago, my Dads brother was very ill in hospital, and it was predicted he would die. My Dad prayed to his own father (who had passed away a few years before) that night, begging for him to save brother. The next day, my Dad went into hospital to see his brother...the previous day he was unconscious, this day, he was sat up and smiling....my Dad was amazed and his brother said "You'll never guess who came to see me, our Dad!" He survived.

Such a lovely thread.

Kalim 8, I also believe those we love stay for a while to help us. My younger brother was always very affectionate, and I was devastated when he died. When I was feeling low, or sometimes just at ordinary times and unexpectedly, I would feel my brother’s arm go round me in a warm loving hug, as real and close as in life. I can’t even explain how comforting it was. It happens less now but if I think of him, I still can feel a hug. I have had other comforting experiences, like gifts, my aunt coming and giving me a bunch of sweet peas, she was a great gardener, in a dream so vivid I woke thinking the flowers were there. I’m so grateful for these, and don’t care whether other people think they ar3 nonsense. They have helped me more than I can say.

This is a lovely thread. I don't know what I believe but I do have a story from last year when my grandad died. He really loved owls and had lots of owl stuff in his house - I'd asked my mum if I could have an owl painting and an owl lamp. We live quite far away and on the day of the funeral my mum put the painting and the lamp in my car.

After the funeral we drove home in the dark and as we got onto the motorway a barn owl just appeared and flew alongside the car for a few moments.

I've never seen a barn owl flying in my life before that. Still don't know what to think. But it made me happy.

Each time I've lost a relative I was close to - most recently my dear Mum - I've had a dream soon after where they've told me they are fine and happy. My Mum told me she was always with me and looking over me. Lovely and comforting. I sometimes talk to her when I'm in my kitchen.

My DD was 15 when my Mum died and she said 'she will live on forever. Because her being a loving and kind mummy lives on in you, and your kindness and loveliness. And when I become a mother her kindness and warmth will live in in me.'

The day after my friend (and neighbour) died from a single stabbing 4 doves landed on his front garden. The night before I moved house he appeared in my bedroom dressed in his biker leathers to say goodbye.

Just playing on the radio now is a song we had on repeat when my friend was dying...
9 year old song. Creepy.

REM Everybody hurts was on Stars in their eyes when GM died and then on in the car on the way to the funeral when GD died . Still can't hear it without crying

As my grandads coffin was lowered into the ground the sun came out really brightly then when back in again to grey dullness which is what the weather had been like all day.

When I was five my grandad had throat cancer. I didn't know this, only that he was poorly and had a sore throat.

About an hour before my mum got the call to say he had died I had come downstairs (was about 10pm) to tell her that 'grandad says his throat doesn't hurt anymore and he feels much better now'.

She dismissed it as a pleasant wishful thinking dream and sent me back to bed. She was pretty freaked out when she got the call an hour later.

When a friend of mine died a few years ago, the morning of his funeral I had my music on shuffle on my phone and 'friend of ours' by elbow played five times. I had over 5000 songs on my phone and rarely heard the same track twice in a week never mind five times in an hour and a half.

I had a feeling of doom/dread for the entirety of the Christmas period the year before last and put it down to previous Christmas's being drama filled and a bit shit. Christmas and new year passed without incident and still the horrible feeling persisted, until new years day when my other grandad died. Doom swiftly replaced by sadness. It was like I knew something terrible was going to happen but didn't know what and also that there was nothing I could do to stop it.

My mum used to work on intensive care as a night nurse, and the buzzer for a recently vacated bed kept going off. The patient had died that afternoon and the bed was empty (like that would ever happen these days but it was 20 years ago)

She said by 3am she got sick of the buzzer going every time she went to sit down at the nurses station and stood in the middle of the ward and said 'it's ok you can go now'. The buzzer didn't go off again for the rest of the shift, and her born again Christian college wouldn't go anywhere near her calling her 'a creepy witchy woman'

When my MIL was dying, she told us that, if there was an after life, she’d find a way to come and tell us. Some months after she died, I became aware of someone leaning over me while I slept, whispering my name just once. I assumed it was all a dream. However, as time went on, the whispering became louder and more insistent until, one night, I was woken up by the voice shouting really close to my ear. I swear I could feel someone close, their breath on my cheek! And the voice was definitely my MIL’s. In the end, I had to ‘ask’ her (out loud) to leave me alone and it has never happened since. I should add, as a child I had form for premonitions which completely freaked my parents out!

My DMum came to me to say goodbye after she had died.

I had had a string of terrible events happen to me. I was sat on the bed in utter despair. It was the middle of winter and yet a fresh green leaf dropped into my lap from nowhere. I picked it up and looked at it and I pressed it in a big book. I have no idea what sort of tree it came from. It wasn't at all familiar but I saw it as a sign that things would pick up and they did eventually.

Glad I started this
So sad but nice at the same time
Maybe there is something in it after all
Wish I'd gone to the seminar now

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This is a lovely thread. I have tears rolling down my face. I don’t know what I believe but I do want to believe.

My 15 year old has just lost her dad suddenly. It’s all so unfair. She could do with something!

My dads brother died years ago after a long battle with cancer. He lived up north and dad lived in Cornwall. My uncle had requested that his ashes be scattered at a local stately home; specifically the rose garden. Dad was driving just after he found out his brother had passed and coming the other way was a van with the name of the home and rose garden on the side. He always says my uncle came to say goodbye. The van had no reason to be so far away.