I am usually not “woo” at all or not a big ghost believer et cetera. But a couple of days ago something weird happened.
A very close relative of mine had cancer and was terminal for the last 6 months. I went to say my goodbyes a couple of weeks ago.
On the day she died, I was walking home from work at 6:05pm. I got this strange, happy, warm fuzzy feeling. I almost felt like I’d taken something. So I checked my phone and saw it was 6:05pm.
A few hours later, I got a call to say my relative had passed at 6:05pm that day. Do you think they were visiting me?!