Weird things happening after someone dies

[Rosieposy89]

Has this happened to you?

I have unfortunately just lost a relative and their partner found their kitchen clock stopped the same time they died.

My grandad died earlier this year and all that week my daughter's toys kept going off on their own and the nightlight was flashing on and off (it's touch sensitive).

I do find it comforting but I feel weird about it all!

when I was little,my grandad brought me up
he adored robins-he thought they where such funny little birds
he died when I was 14 and every single time I’ve cried over him or asked him for a sign-I see one

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his mil was called Alice and they didn’t get on at all in life
anyway,I’ve been told a few times that she is very close to me and that I’m very much like her
About 9 years ago,I was raped by someone I classed as a friend-I managed to get to safety (another friends empty flat) but I was 130 miles from home
i was in a real daze the following morning-I don’t think the shock had kicked in at this point-I just wanted to get home-it never entered my head to call the police
i wandered into the local Asda for a meal deal for the train and it was about the time coke bottles had names on them
i didn’t even look-I just reached for a bottle of Diet Coke-and went to go pay
wasnt until I’d got on the train and dug the bottle out of my bag that I saw it had ‘Alice’ as the name on the label-I swear I felt someone hug me-of all the bottles on that shelf,I got one with her name on it
it did go to court but he was let off as the jury didn’t believe we where just friends as he claimed I’d been shagging him since we met (not true) and that I’d put out for any bloke who looked at me (again,not true)

we lost my fil last year-on the day of the funeral a white feather floated in front of my face
and I keep finding them in the oddest of places,like floating across the floor at work or in the bin at home
i bought a ring with his birthstone set into it (in his memory) and if I ever forget where I’ve put it (i can’t wear them at work) all I have to do is ask him-and I always find them within minutes

Back in November my mum drove 180 miles to visit my grandads grave and when she was there she told him he needed to call louder to granny who was living in a care home (they had been very close and she had always wished she could go with him, she also had dementia and we had been anticipating her death for years) my granny died in the early hours the following morning. I really do believe grandad finally called her to join him ❤️

I was with my Mum when she died in hospital. Several hours later when I got back to her house (where I was staying in the days leading up to her death), I walked into the house and into the kitchen. There on the kitchen worktop was a white feather, one of those lovely fluffy ones about the size of my thumb. It had not been there when I left, in fact my coffee mug (used just before leaving that morning), was right next to it.
No open windows.
I still have it, tucked in my purse.

I had a text message 3 days after my partner of 14 years

My nana died in may... my youngest is 4 and when I went up to see him before I went to bed I found him wrapped up asleep in the crotched blanket my nana had made him when he was born...this had been in a box high on a shelf in his cupboard..there were also lots of other blankets in there..

Also my 4 year old didn't know the blanket was made by his great granny..

I lost my 11month old puppy unexpectedly this year. I was completely devastated. Many many weird things happened following this that are hard to describe/explain.

The vets took a print of his paw to send to us. It never arrived and we assumed it was lost. A week after he died, we were sat listening to a song in his memory at the exact time we would have lost him.

No joke the doorbell rang and it was the postman. We opened the letter and it was his paw print...

What are the chances of that? At the EXACT time a week later?

There were so many more but that one was the easiest to share! We have had bumble bee things too.

A few days after my mum died I woke up one morning to a missed call in the middle of the night from her landline number. Her and dad split up years before and I was the last one to fly the nest, nobody else lived with her.

When my beloved dad died almost 3 years ago - DH was preparing photos on his laptop for the funeral service. A few days later, he asked me if I'd touched the laptop (no - I didn't even have the password) One of my favourite photos of dad in his snoozing chair, had become the screensaverwhich is of course, IMPOSSIBLE unless you pro-actively save it... Then when I was leaving to catch a flight to our favourite holiday place, that dad had LOVED - his picture (just blue-tacked) floated slowly to the floor - so I felt like he was 'coming with me' - this has never happened before or since...

My late mother was a smoker. Sometimes she lets us know she's here by filling the place with the smell of smoke. A memorable occasion was the first time I was alone in the kitchen of my dd's newbuild house. No-one had ever smoked there, yet the kitchen began to smell strongly of Benson & Hedges. When dgd smells her grandma's cigarettes, they're St Moritz that she smoked later in life. Oh, and she's great with white feathers. Very adept. She sends me one every time I get my dad's housework right. I don't feel as if she's far away. I went out with her sister a few days ago, and felt - could 'see' - her sitting in the chair next to my aunt, looking around the café and taking it all in. She also makes verbal/auditory connection - like telling me 'don't do half a job' when I was thinking of washing up in lukewarm water. My dd hangs out with woo types, and has been told that I'm 'surrounded by the dead', which is quite a creepy thought.

No physical evidence but I'm sure my grandad came to watch me in the bathroom for a while (days? weeks?) after he died. Because he could. Pervy old git. Made me very uncomfortable.

Bells3032 all the phones - fabulous!

My Dad died 35 years ago .Sudden death in his car .I flew home from Oz . Three weeks after he died I was chatting to a guy at a bar in a different town …I didn’t have any connection with him .
Somehow got on to the fact that my dad had died suddenly in his car …his girlfriend was actually driving behind my Dad when he collapsed and she tried resuscitation on him !! She was absolutely amazing and reassured me that my Dad was literally dead by the time she stopped her car and dragged him out of his car …am still stunned by the coincidence of meeting the person who witnessed his car swerving and tried to help 💕

My dad died earlier this year. I am so hoping I get a sign one day he's with me still

When I was 15 I dreamt my cat died. Woke up, left to go to school, and he was lying dead on the road.

My father in law passed away a few years ago. A couple of months after he died, we were woke up in the middle of the night by our tv downstairs suddenly being on full blast. We turned it off and assumed we had left it on by mistake on screensaver mode instead of off, as it then can turn itself on randomly. The following night I made sure it was turned off on the remote but again in the middle of the night when we were all asleep it happened again. This happened on and off for a couple of months. We joked that it might be my father in law messing with us as he enjoyed joking around with us. The next time we went to visit his grave my partner said “you’ve got to stop messing with our TV” and from that day on it stopped. I thought it’s probably just a coincidence but a few weeks later we thought we’d see what happened if we asked him to turn our tv on one last time that night if it was him to prove it. Low and behold we were woke up by our tv again in the middle of the night that night and it has never happened since. Could be coincidence but I like to think it was him showing us he’s still with us.

One evening when I was 17, I was just looking in the mirror brushing my hair and randomly thought about my friend (known her all my life but we weren’t close). The next day I found out she’d died at about the time I’d been thinking of her.

My mam died 22 years ago.
Im an only child and it was my turn that morning to go and see her.As i had swopped with my aunt.

But that morning i just couldnt go,i came home,phone rang and it was the hospital to say she had passed.

After the funeral,i came down the stairs to see her walk right by my patio out the back.She was buried in a blue shroud.
Also fell asleep one night,woke up hours later and the drier had been turned on.

Shes come to see me in dreams and the most amazing one happened about 4 years ago.

I had a dream of her and my uncle,pushing a pram.They handed the pram to me and they got on a bus.

Next day i mentioned it to my eldest son.
2 days later my 2nd son and his gf announced they where expecting.
Brings a tear to me eye when i think of it.

This will sound insane and I don’t know how it happened. I can’t be sure it’s even related to grandads death, it’s just so random.

A wooden peg pinged out of my fireplace and hit me sitting on the sofa opposite. We couldn’t see where it had come from, just heard a loud ping from inside the fireplace and saw it coming towards me, then obviously it whacked me. No idea where it came from at all, it’s a decorative fireplace with a vase of sunflowers inside it.

I still lived at home when my sister died. About 6 months after mum and me decided to get a cat to 'fill the void' and focus on something postive. The cat had a terrible habit of not coming in of an eve. Many times we woke up to her crying and she was somehow on my sisters bed with the door closed
She couldnt have opened it. After mum died same cat would never enter mums room. Mum died in there after a horrible illness and cat never left her side when ill.

My brother died after 3 weeks in a hospice and my SIL was at his side must of the time. On the eve he died she had left my parents with him whilst she sat in a quiet room for a while. He died whilst she was not beside him and when we went to tell her she asked if it was stormy outside as she had felt this rush of wind woosh past her as if someone had opened a door or window in a gale. I genuinely believe his spirit, as it left his body, had to see her and say farewell.

After my late dp died I was woken by a crash in the kitchen, I went to look & a tin of corned beef was in the middle of the kitchen floor. I know that it was in the back of the cupboard as dp was the only one who ate it.

Just over a year after my mum died, I had the most vivid dream that I saw her again. It was an unexpected death and I never got to say goodbye. In this dream I saw her, spoke to her, and hugged her. I could even smell her favourite perfume.

It was a moment that felt so real, and I've never before or after experienced such a dream. I understand that there is a physiological reason for the dream and I don't believe in life after death, but I still get chills when I think about it.

Two years after my mum died, my dad died but was resuscitated (severe sepsis with multi organ failure). He remembers seeing his body being worked on, which isn't uncommon, but he also remembers my mum coming to him and telling him it was not his time and he couldn't leave me alone (only child). He also believes when you're dead you're dead.

Whatever the cause, I'm so thankful we both had this experience.

When my dad died there were a few weird things in the days that followed, electric appliances malfunctioning, a weird smell of burning ( despite nothing physically obvious...).
On the morning of his funeral a painted lady butterfly settled on a wreath that was waiting outside in the garden ready to be placed on the coffin.
That same butterfly followed us into the church, then on to the graveyard that evening.
Several other family members and friends noticed and sent us photos.
my cousin, (who had struggled to find the graveyard and had put on the sat nav of his phone) , just at the point when the coffin was being laid into the ground, his phone declared loudly "you have reached your destination ". ...

A couple of months later, mid October, my mum and I were heading out for lunch, and we parked three storeys underground in a multi storey car park. It was a cold, Autumn day.
Anyway a wee painted lady butterfly fluttered past, circled us twice in a figure of eight before drifting back up to the ceiling.
The same ( type of) bufferfly visited my sister on Christmas Day.

when I was little,my grandad brought me up
he adored robins-he thought they where such funny little birds
he died when I was 14 and every single time I’ve cried over him or asked him for a sign-I see one

I see a robin every time I ask my nanny for a sign, or feel sad over her death. It's only been a few months and today I thought of her whilst at the gym, I walked out at the end to my car, underneath the car next to mine there was a little robin looking at me. It stayed there until I left. I like to think nan tells me she's okay.

I was reading this before bed and I woke up this morning to a little grey feather in my hair! We don't have feather pillows or duvets and I have no idea at all how it got there

Not me but a previous neighbour.
They'd had many cats but one of their favourites was called Lucy, the cat died & they had a picture of her hanging in the kitchen.
A previous neighbour of theirs had a daughter who they got to know & was also called Lucy who unfortunately was diagnosed with cancer a couple years ago & passed away. My old neighbours went to her funeral but couldn't face the burial so they went home. As they were in the kitchen making a cup of tea the picture of Lucy the cat flew off the wall at the same time the girl was being buried. Apparently the picture had been hanging on the wall for years & years & had never moved before.