Weird things happening around death

[Whatishappeninginmylife]

New username because this is specific.

my lovely mum died very suddenly this morning. It’s a huge shock. I couldn’t get there in time and am hundreds of miles away.

but. I lost a glove a few weeks ago. I was really annoyed about it and retraced my steps. Today, I took a route I don’t use that often, looked down and saw my glove in the gutter of the road. I’m sure this is coincidence but it’s very strange. What are the odds?!

Regale me with your unexpected tales please.

Just after my father died I found white feathers everywhere. The two I really can’t figure out was a really large white feather inside of my purse and the other one under the sole insert of my shoe .

I am so sorry you have lost your lovely mum. What a terrible shock that must've been. Take good care of yourself in the coming months as it has such an impact on you physically and mentally. 💐

Years ago in bed asleep a few days after our baby son passed away and a fox stood ratatatatting at our bedroom window for almost an hour.

He was very persistent and I very nearly opened the door. I took a picture. Don't like to look at it though.

I'm so sorry for your loss. It's awful to lose a parent.

When my grandfather died (the first close relative i had lost), I said I would speak at his funeral although I didn't know what I would say. That night, as I was falling asleep, I felt a hand touching mine.

After my partner died there were all sorts of strange events.

The entry music to funeral should have been “I vow to thee my country” it wasn’t, they played something else by mistake. That week in the post I got a charity circular for a charity I’d never supported. It had the lyrics printed on the outside of the envelope.

The dogs treat tub acquired a random sticker, the likes you’d get as a child at the dentist which said “your so brave”

many many other “coincidences”

My grandma was quite superstitious and liked "lucky" objects such as horseshoes and four-leaf clovers. When I was a child, she let me have one of her dried four-leaf clovers as long as I promised to take care of it (but it eventually disintegrated). I wanted to find one myself and spent my childhood looking out for them - I never found one!

Grandma died when I was in my 20s. A few days before we scattered her ashes, I was walking up a street near my parents' house, which I have walked along thousands of times. I looked down and was amazed to see my first ever four-leaf clover on the grass verge. It wasn't perfect, but it definitely had four leaves. When we scattered Grandma's ashes in a river, I let the clover float downstream.

I wasn't going to mention the next time I found a four-leaf clover as it didn't seem significant, but a small coincidence has just occurred to me. At least 12 years later, my family and I were out walking and found a patch of four-leaf clovers in a field belonging to a riding stables. Needless to say, the path through the field was covered in horseshoe tracks. Grandma wasn't into horse-riding, but not only did she have a lucky horseshoe nailed above her front door, she kept a riding crop hanging up just inside - for self-defence apparently!

When my Grandad died (Dad's dad) my Dad got the phone call to say he'd passed away at 2.30am, my Dad looked at his watch and it had stopped at 2.30.

When my dad was dying, another relative died and I was at his funeral. It was a miserable day, but I saw a light behind me in the church, and turned to see if the sun had come out. Instead, I just saw a sparkling golden ball, hanging in the air, which I knew was my relative. It fizzed, then disappeared.

When my dad died, I was trying to sleep and was wondering why he just couldn't come back like that.

That night, I had the most vivid dream. He just said, I'm fine, I've gone fishing with G*(best friend who died decades before). I'm at R**(name of the reservoir).

I felt so calm after that.

Take care.

Since my mum has died, whenever I'm having a really bad day or something really good has happened. When I get in my car her song from my childhood comes on the radio. Happened tonight after I got in the car after my ds won his sports game, first song and it was different station from normal that my DH changed on the way there. Always feels like she's giving me a sign, though my logical brain says she doesn't control the radio stations.

My elderly horse lived with two others, living out his retirement on borrowed time really as he'd developed a few issues, I always swore he'd go too soon rather than too late and one night he had a bout of a recurring issue and he just looked at me and I 'knew' it was his time, he went peacefully in the field with me and his horse friends next to him. He had to stay overnight and be collected the next morning and it's not uncommon for horses to stand with the body of one of the herd or where they lay for a time, which the other 2 did.
I went a couple of days later to sort out his stuff out and the other 2 literally tore down the field shouting their heads off, now in winter this could be put down to being fed but it was summer and they didn't need it, and they might wander over to see if you had any carrots but weren't really that interested in you going in the field and certainly didn't react like that.

They fussed around me and 'guided' me to the spot where my old lad had laid, gently but that's where they wanted me, and I found, sticking with the pointy end in the ground, a white feather. All 3 of us stood for a while and then gradually they wandered off, losing interest in me and grazing.

Of course they could have just associated me with him and missing him, so that's why they greeted and fussed over me and well it's a field, you find all sorts of crap in them like feathers! But I had wrangled for days after if I'd made the right decision, and it was comforting to think that he left that feather as a message, and those horses made sure I found it, because indeed I did make the right decision. Gave me a bit of peace.

I also struggled with the death of my nan in my late twenties, I couldn't sleep properly and it really affected me as we were close. Although in her 80's and becoming frail, it was quite sudden. I dreamed about her one night, not a usual disjointed dream but just her face with nothing else talking to me, I couldn't when I woke and can't now, remember anything she said, but I was so much calmer and starting to accept her death when I woke. Whether it truly was her or my own brain, it worked.

I'm sorry for your loss OP 💐

And Im so sorry for the loss of your mum ❤️

My grandad gave my brother this old old film camera, and old box with old film many years ago. My brother, a photog buff, with darkroom, tried photos from this camera. Always complete fog. He took the camera out before funeral and tried again, realised one roll of the old film rolls had already been used. He developed it and it was beautiful perfectly focused photos of grandparents and dad. He showed the photos at the funeral. After funeral,
weirdly the old camera has perfect focus now. My brother uses it for portraits which are beautiful.

Grandad funeral … unexpected heavy snow, most beautiful burial ever attended. Silent streets … crunch of new snow …

Truly heartfelt and deepest sympathy for your loss xx
The day after I lost my beloved mum suddenly, I had to visit the bereavement office at the hospital to pick up her things.. On the way, the most startlingly vivid rainbow appeared above the hospital - no rain - a fine day - such a comfort to me 🌈 xx

That must have been so comforting. You just reminded me, my mother in law died a few month ago. Every time just my dd went to visit her in the hospital there was a rainbow over the hospital (I never seen one and was there every second day for months). My fil died last week and when my dd went to visit him for the last time, two days before he died, she sent me a picture of a rainbow over the hospital. He declined very quickly the next day suddenly.

Very sorry for your loss 😔 I don't have any stories but I have vivid dreams and a sense of something going to happen before it does.... When my dad was ill in hospital, the day he passed away I just knew something was different....the atmosphere in the room was still and quiet....felt very peaceful...I said my goodbye and when I reached home I was filled with anxiety.... something was telling me to go back.....10 mins later got a call he passed away. I also get dreams of my mother or some kind of anxiety when ever she falls ill.

We had that coming up to my grans funeral, an hours drive, rainbow after rainbow with no rain. Got in to my mums house and she said “I know I’m going to be ok, there has just been the most amazing rainbow over the field”

Come to think of it I get some signs too, 4 yrs ago I lost my baby, he was stillborn at full term....his 4 yr anniversary was 2 wks ago...I was missing him loads, the day was nice, but then started to rain.... followed by a beautiful sunshine and the biggest Rainbow 🌈 I stood staring at it and felt at peace..... It was beautiful to watch and I saw 2 that day.

The night my nanna died i woke in the night to see a dark figure shape stood in my room, there was a bright light around them, I did put it down to my eyes being funny though as I'd spent the majority of the day crying and that same week I also felt someone sit down on the bed near my feet but there was no one there.
I also had the same feeling of someone sitting down on my bed a couple of mornings after my brother had passed away too.
And weirdly I had the same feeling last Saturday morning, I moved my feet as I thought my husband had sat on the bed, I looked but no one there, then I felt it again but still no one there and then my husband came in the bedroom and said he had to go to the hospital as his dad had taken a turn for the worse and he passed away that afternoon.

I'm not sure if I just imagined these things but they felt very real and I like to think that my nan and brother came to let me know they're still here with us.

I’m sorry about your mum OP, sending love.

My strange coincidence, after my mum died I have her jewellery and regularly wore a pair of little diamond studs.

One day I realised one was missing, I had no idea when it had dropped out or where, I’d been out & about all over that day and looked as much as I could but had to sadly accept it was lost.

Months later I found it stuck in the stairs carpet, I have no idea how I could’ve missed it or how it hadn’t been hovered up or really how it could’ve been there the whole time!

The day I found it would’ve been my mums birthday x

So Very sorry for your loss OP.

My beloved grandpa passed away mid December after a heart attack and subsequent angioplasty that didn’t work. We held his funeral a week later and the day before Christmas Eve we had the service at the church to bury his ashes.

it was a very cold, dark and damp day and we were all sad and exhausted, stood around in the grounds of the church when out of nowhere a huge bumble bee appeared. It landed on all of us one by one (about 10 people stood around) before slowly buzzing off into the sky.

My grandpa absolutely loved his garden and flowers were his specialty, he could grow beautiful displays and hanging baskets. It wouldn’t have been that unusual but it was a cold, damp December day - not bee season.

We all took great comfort in it, to think it was grandpa coming to say goodbye. Whenever I see a large bumble bee now, I always smile and say ‘hi grandpa’ 🥰

I’m so sorry for the loss of your mum

3 years after my mum died it was my grandparents 50th wedding anniversary. They had a small get together at a hotel with immediate family and I have a photo of me and my brother and there is an orb beside us. The only person, in the immediate family, who wasn’t there was my mum, I like to think it was her joining in the celebration with the rest of us.

I’ve also had dreams over the years where she has told/shown me things which have then come true at some point in the future.

the most recent dream was about 18 months ago after my granny, her mum, died where in my dream she was in my living room and had my granny with her so I feel she was telling that they were together. I had a similar dream 20 years before when my grandad had died.

I’m so very sorry for the terrible pain and profound loss that you’ve experienced Safxxx Sending love and strength.. and the comfort of rainbows in your grief xxx🌈❤️

I've got a strange watch one too. My dad died 2 years ago this week. He was ill for about 6 weeks beforehand in hospital, declining, then improving, declining then improving. Was a bit of a rollercoaster. But then my watch started going funny about 10 days before he died and it eventually stopped. And 2 other things just suddenly stopped working in the house at the same time. I just knew then that this time it really was coming to the end for Dad - that his body was wearing out too. He died within about a week.

Soon after my watch started working again on its own for a while and then eventually stopped again and didn't start up so I got a new battery thinking that's all it was. But this time last year, just before the anniversary of his death, my watch just stopped again. After a few day went back to normal.

Coincidence probably, with the timing of it. But then this year, a few days before the anniversary of his death, exactly the same thing happened AGAIN. My watch stopped, and started on its own a few days later. It's still going now so not a battery issue.

Also, we took my mum abroad for a few days about 6 weeks after he'd died. We walked to see a church and without warning a busker who had been having a rest from playing the saxaphone in front of the church suddenly started playing one of my dad's favourite songs, the one that was played as we walked into his funeral service. It was like he was sending a sign, that's how it felt.

Then about 4 weeks later, DH and i went away for a special wedding anniversary and in the taxi on the way back to the airport on the radio came another of my dad's favourite songs, also played at his funeral, it was my mum and dad's "our song". That particular record is not played a lot these days at all, it's an old one, and the previous few songs playing on the same station had been modern pop so it really got my attention.

Of course, it could all be coincidence, all those things. But I like to think they were signs.

Sometimes when you've been through a traumatic experience like that you just want to do a bit of the "normal" stuff that you do every day. I don't think it's that unusual.