To ask about people's stories when loved ones passed. Did they experience anything.

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I hope its OK to post this. I've heard a few stories about when people have passed and they believe a loved one came for them just before.
My dad is near the end. I know it's coming and I guess it's nice that I have time to prepare and I've said goodbye but it's horrible seeing him slide away. He was still talking to me a couple of days ago but no energy to open his eyes. Today he was just shouting out but he kept saying his sisters name who passed last year. They said I could stay longer. Beyond the hour slot but it was just distressing. My dad didn't settle when I tried to sooth him just became more agitated and pushing me away.

My gran died 6 months before my grandad. He'd had a stroke several years before and had vascular dementia so had forgotten she had died. He was lying in bed at the hospital and he grabbed my head and pulled me close in a hug. He whispered that " Ol has come for me niw so don't break your heart cock" Olive was my grandmother. He had not spoken in months it was music to my ears. We sat as he died, the love of my life....gone. So sorry OP

There are some lovely, sweet, touching, sad, melancholy, heart-wrenching, beautiful, amazing posts on here.

for you all.

@Ashard20

Such comforting stories. My Mum lapsed in and out of consciousness for nearly ten days before dying. She would open her eyes and watch something intently, then sigh in wonder, as if she had seen something lovely. She said that my Aunt was there and it was almost as if she was explaining to my mum how to die. I know it sounds strange but she would look and then touch her eyes or her forehead. Once, she said she didn't know how to get out. When she finally passed away, she had been unconscious for some time. Her eyes flew open and she said my dad's name twice and then she was gone. There was such a sense of her soul leaving - it sounds strange but it felt quite triumphant. I almost felt elated that I had seen something so profound. I feel very lucky that we experienced it together. Immediately after she died, I had such a vivid picture in my mind of my parents standing together again and my dad looking utterly delighted to be with her again. Just incredibly powerful and the carers in the nursing home all commented on the atmosphere in the room.

@Ashard20 I experienced this too - that amazing joy of the soul being released when my loved one died. Its amazing isn't it

I am so sorry about your dad.

When my MIL died six years ago, this time of year, when we came back to her house from the hospital we could feel her presence so strongly. When we came back a couple of weeks later for the funeral the house felt completely different - peaceful. It was like I could feel MIL telling is to go home and have a lovely Christmas, which we did though it felt a bit odd.

When my mum died four years ago it was a beautiful spring day. Her last years had been so hard with dementia but I felt my dad had come to collect her and they walked into the light together. She died in the same place she gave birth to my brother - it was a maternity home then.

I didn't get to see my stepmum before she died because of COVID but apparently she sat in her chair by the window watching the birds saying there they are or they're here etc turns out after a couple of days they realised she was talking about her parents, she died not long after

When my Dad died, he had been very ill with Parkinsons and dementia as well as a urinary infection, so was completely 'gone' in terms of and real or meaningful recognition. He was like this for weeks, then about two days before he finally slipped into unconsciousness and died, we visited in the evening to find him fully alert, sitting in a chair, and speaking as if the clock had been rewound 10 years. He spoke about coming home, and all the things he was going to do. He told us all how proud he was of us and that he couldn't have asked for a better family.
I firmly believe he was being given a short reprieve to allow him to say goodbye to us. I even said to DH as we left that the end was near, which was a strange thing to say given that he had this remarkable turnaround, but I knew that it was the last rally before the end.
The same happened to DH's Mum a few months ago. She had a massive stroke, was asleep for days, then woke up, and phoned everyone to tell us she loved us, phoned her friends and grand children and thanked us all for everything we had done for her. She died the next day.
I think sometimes we just know when our end is near. I'm thankful we got a last moment of clarity and recognition to be able to say goodbye.

ParkheadParadise so sorry for your loss,

The day my eldest Aunt died , in her 50s with BP issues , but other than that very fit and lively. She came to visit her her mum < my grandmother >
As she was about to leave , my mum came to check on her mum, and they all decided to have some coffee and chat a bit before my Aunt leaves.
My Aunt casually tells my mum that she dreamt the previous night about their late grandmother, and how she gave her a big Hug and said "where have you been! We’ve been waiting for you! " .
My Aunt then leaves home and a few hours later her DH phones my Mum and informs her that they are at the hospital and that her sister passed away from a heart attack.
My mum spent a lot of time in complete shock after that.
It was like she came to say her farewell to them
I do believe that people nearing their time have a feeling.

@talkalarm
Yes it is and so hard to explain to someone if they haven't experienced it. I feel utterly privileged.

My granny was in a coma but suddenly stretched her arms up to the ceiling and kept calling her husbands name, he was dead 30 years. It was exceptionally moving.

The day my mum went in to the hospice she was telling me that X person had been there that day. She was dead 10 years.

Gives me huge comfort to think my mum is watching over us. Miss her dreadfully

My dad was very ill. Near death 25 years ago with a bacterial infection.

My mum said she saw his parents in the room one evening he was at his worst. She told them to leave as he wasn't coming yet.

They did leave and my dad started to recover.

He is now 74 and still doing DIY and all sorts.

That gave me great comfort and its very touching to read others experiences.

When my DF died he was agitated for a few hours before he became unconscious but just before he died and when he died I definitely felt a warm presence as if God was guiding him.

A few weeks later I caught the train into the city where he had lived as I got off the train a steam train pulled into the station on my platform, as my train left. My DF was a steam fanatic. I have never seen a steam train at that station before or since, it felt like a mirage but so comforting and moving.

@GetTheFlockOutOfHere

There are some lovely, sweet, touching, sad, melancholy, heart-wrenching, beautiful, amazing posts on here.

for you all.

Agreed. Its rare for me to read every post on a thread, but i've read every one on this thread. A very powerful read, had tears in my eyes reading through - my heart goes out to the OP, and to everyone who has lost someone dear. Its good to talk about, and remember fondly, our lost loved ones 💞

@GaolBhoAlba

Agreed. Its rare for me to read every post on a thread, but i've read every one on this thread. A very powerful read, had tears in my eyes reading through - my heart goes out to the OP, and to everyone who has lost someone dear. Its good to talk about, and remember fondly, our lost loved ones. 💞

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Such a moving thread.

Sending love and strength to you OP. I hope your DDad can pass peacefully, and that you are holding up as well as you can be.

I was privileged to be with my DGM as she died. She was on strong medication via a syringe driver so was unconscious. For months she had been telling us how much she wanted to be with her parents, I’m not really much of a believer in an afterlife, but reading this thread and others’ experiences, I really hope she got her wish.

@Weeteeny in my experience the cat thing is very common! Many nursing homes have their own pet cat or dog. They will often going into the room of a dying person and set up camp there, usually sitting on the end of the bed.

When my grandad was right near the end, we were all there with him - all the immediate family, except for my cousin who was struggling with travel from up north. She managed to get transport to come down, but was worried she wouldn’t get there in time. Grandad was in and out, but hanging on.
He ended up passing away about 15 mins after my cousin arrived. It was pretty obvious that by having everyone there, he felt like that was his ducks in a row, and he could let go.

I was with my Dad when he went and I literally felt him leave, I cannot put it into words really but it was as if something lifted out of him.
A couple of years ago, I was very ill and saw my Dad again, it was dark and he was in front of a door leading to light. He asked me if I was ready and I said I couldn't come because my grandson was too little to know me and wouldn't remember me. He rolled his eyes (he always did that!) And told me to go back then. I started to improve that night.
I now have no fear about what happens when we go.

My DM told us that she seen a light and she could see her mum in the light. She couldn't understand why we couldn't see my nana when she could see her very clearly. She passed away the following day

I’m sorry Op.
I wasn’t there when my mum passed 13 years ago but reading this thread really helps me come to terms with it, maybe she wasn’t on her own. Thank you.

So sorry to hear that you are going through this. I wasn't able to be with my dad when he died because he lived in a different country, my mum was with him in the hospital when he died and was literally on the phone to me at the moment when he passed. All I could hear was her distress and it was awful for me not to be there and not to be able to comfort her or say goodbye to my dad. In his last few days he was conscious, but mildly annoyed about people sitting in the chair in in his room at night and whispering! No one was actually there. I like to think maybe someone was keeping an eye on him. Mum said when he actually died he looked up towards the ceiling and reached out, apparently that's very common and his sister did the same thing when she died. I hope your dad's passing is peaceful. Try not to be too upset if he gets confused or seems upset by you being there, it's often a side-effect of the drugs and I'm sure your presence is actually very welcome.
Remember what they say about hearing being the last sense to go, and if you are with him when he dies, make sure you say what you need to say to him. Xxx

Thank you for for this thread.

@frogswimming I didn't know opening the window was a thing.

My mum passed away last Christmas and I sadly didn't get there in time. When we were in the room with her DP jtold me the curtain blew right open (I didn't see) I said that was impossible as they were curved windows sealed by a perspex screen. He was adamant that this happened.

Now I know she waited for me - Thank you, I needed to read that.

@CreepySpider

I was with my daughter when she died and there wasn’t anything noticeable. However, it usually snows on her birthday and anniversary of her death (both close together) which I take as a sign for her since sometimes they are the only days of the year that we have snow which seems such a coincidence.

I am so sorry - loosing a daughter must be hell💐 I was with both my parents - with my Dad I felt very strongly there was another presence in the room. With Mum, a little less so. My relationship was completely different with Mum. I devastated that I couldn’t be with my sister, who died in very very traumatic circumstances.

My grandma die in a nursing home years ago. Me and mum were sat with her just days before she died and she was talking away to her friend Rose, Rose had died 7 years before. Glad she had a friend with her at the end.

Sorry you are going through this, op, and sorry for all the sad losses on this thread .

My grandmother died when I was about 5. I dreamt that she was alive, but it was as though the word "alive" was in huge bold italics.

A cousin and a friend both saw a deceased relative after they'd passed, and both relatives told them that they were fine.

I had a wonderful dream about my mum, months after she'd died. She told me that dying was like walking through a door.

The day after an aunt died, the time on the clock in the car changed to a totally different time and then back again. Hadn't done that before or since (& I actually said "oh, is that you?!").

Since my mum died, I've loved reading near death experiences, some amazingly comforting accounts. Peter and Elizabeth Fenwick and
Penny Sartori are other really interesting reads (or on youtube).

I wasn't with dh sadly as he was away with work for the night and it was unexpected, but I like the thought of him being with his dad and any other deceased friends and relatives. Hopefully he won't meet another woman. (Sorry just a mad thought that crossed my mind. I assume that doesn't happen