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.

Got in the car to set off for my younger cousins funeral and pretty green eyes came on the radio - song he loved and we danced to all through uni
As I left the funeral and started the car up again, live forever came on

And a pet one

I adopted a tiny, noisy, weirdo black cat from a woman who was fostering him
He loved yelling at my visiting cat, sniffing his bum and telling on him

When he passed, I rang her and she said "oh I have my own rescue now. And it's strange, there's this cat...."

He sent me a giant, silent, weirdo black cat. The first week he sniffed my visiting cats bum, alerted me he was at the window
Sometimes briefly I see my old cat in his face for just a second

Photos of them both

I love those pictures @angelspike

Your old cat must;ve had a hand (or a paw) in your your new cats arrival.

Though as the owned of two black cats they are gaslight-ey little gits who will happily make me question my own eyes and laugh at me !

I didn't even question it
Some days it's just "oh hello, you're back for the day then?"
My new cat went crazy for curry the other week, then a FB memory popped up about my old cat trying to eat my curry and I completely forgot

I'm so sorry about your mum OP

When I was in my late teens I took an overdose, laid on my bed and soon after fell asleep. I don't know how long I'd been sleeping but I was awoken by my uncle shouting my name loudly in my ear. My uncle had died years prior. I jumped out of bed and looked in the mirror and my face started to change and distort which scared the shit out of me and made me call for help.

It was probably just the effects of the tablets I'd taken but it was the weirdest experience I've never repeated!

I haven't read the full thread as was making too sad.

My gran died in 2009 and I hadn't seen her for 2 years before she passed.

I had a dream my gran was there and apologised for not seeing her and she said it was fine.

Oh love. It’s pretty awful isn’t it? I’m so sorry x

My DD died suddenly a number of years ago, she was three. In the 4 months after her death we had 26 red admiral butterflies in our house. Still to this day I find red admirals in my house (I live in a different house/location.) The last butterfly I found sat on my pillow on her birthday, which is in January. They give me immense relief.

I normally get a sign on ds1 Jack's birthday... Stay Another Day by E17 was No 1 the day he was born and passed away.
I often hear it on his birthday... We've also had ladybirds, and Robins...
Last year I waited and waited.. Nothing. Then Wilf and I went to the Carols by Candlelight at the local chapel and the Pastors talk was about angels. I buy Jack an angel every year on his birthday and they are all over my sitting room... 💙 💙

My mum's funeral was 3 weeks after her death and it was a few hours afterwards that I got a sign - the deer running out in front of me at the airport. So keep looking xx

There are some very explicable coincidences on this thread. I wouldn't want to upset anyone if they are bringing people comfort so am keeping quiet, though. I don't want to piss on anyone's chips.

I believe they do. I also believe that perhaps, when you might need them the most, they let you know you aren't alone.
I've had a few experiences, and it made me a believer.

I'm sorry for your loss, OP, I lost my mum in 2018. I won't say it gets better, but it does get easier.

When my mum was told her cancer was imminently terminal she told my stepdad that she would find a way to let him know she'd got wherever she was going safely.

A year before that she had gone to visit her parents in another country. She had sent my stepdad a text that read "I'm here safely, waiting for mum and dad to collect me - then off for some food. Love you!"

In that between year both my grandparents sadly passed away.

A day after my mum died my stepdads phone beeps. That text from a year previously had somehow marked itself as unread or resent itself or something and was sitting at the top of his text inbox as a new text (he refuses to get a smartphone and has a £10 Nokia brick).

[i]I'm here safely, waiting for mum and dad to collect me - then off for some food. Love you![/i]

DH died during lockdown, so his regimental association couldn't send a representative. When things had eased off, in the autumn, there was a regimental drumhead service at Holyrood and folk who had lost family members during lockdown were invited.

I was outside Holyrood Gardens with my BIL and his son, waiting for the service as members of the regiment marched up to the palace.

The pipe band finally reached the gate and they were playing Rowan Tree. I turned to BiL and said "Oh! That was MIL's favourite song!" Just then, a white feather fluttered down right in the middle of the triangle made by the three of us standing there.

No pigeons or any other birds overhead.

Another one - a fortnight after my husband's funeral, I was outside the church for the funeral of my dad's best friend. (Only 20 were inside.)

I spoke to a woman in formal undertaker attire. It turned out that she wasn't officiating at that funeral - she was the deceased's niece and heading straight to officiate at another funeral afterwards.

She told me that it must be very difficult for me attending the funeral so close to my husband's. She would tell the family that I was there. Just then, a white feather fluttered down and she caught it.

Again - no birds overhead.

My parents loved to go to a particular garden where they walked a lot. After my father died, my son and his partner went there with my mother. My son doesn’t see her often and rarely goes to that garden as he lives at the other end of the country. My mother rarely visits now as it makes her sad. As they all sat down on a bench, a robin came and sat on my son’s hand and stayed there for some time. I am convinced it was my father, pleased they were all together . It was the last place he went before he died .

I also notice robins appear around me a lot.

This was more than 12 years after my mum died.
My job involved codes, usually just a short string of letters. On my mum's birthday, I saw the code MAMAN.
My mum had been a French teacher, so it felt very special.

Very very recently, DH had a dream during the night in which is aunt died. Early the next morning he got the call she had unexpectedly passed away very late the night before in a different city. Her death was a great shock out of the blue for everyone and he hasn't dared tell anyone else about it but me but didn't want to go into details. We are still waiting to hear how she passed, as it was so sudden. He never had that dream or anything like it before either.

My grandma died just over two years ago on Boxing Day.
A couple of days later, at my sister’s house, a robin came to the front door as we were leaving and stayed there while all 5 of us stood looking at it. It was within 20cm of us and didn’t get scared or fly away for what seemed like ages.
I do gardening at my auntie’s house (my grandma’s house for 60 years) and whenever I’m there a robin follows me around the garden.
In some strange way, I think it may be her.
I loved her deeply and really miss her

So sorry for all of your losses

I’m sorry to hear about your Mum.

I was on my way home one Friday years ago and suddenly thought my Granny’s not very well. My Dad picked me up from the bus stop and said your Granny is really ill. She died two days later.

My Grandpa (her husband), died a few years later and not long after he died I had a very vivid dream that I was looking out the landing window at their house and they were both stood smiling and waving at me, looking much younger than I really remembered them. I can still see it in my head over 26 years later.