Feeling a loved ones presence when they are gone..

[Totallybannanas]

I know this sounds strange and maybe it's just grief, but after my dad passed and took his last breath I felt this warm feeling in my chest. It was bizarre, I didn't feel scared or panic and remember thinking what's this feeling. It then went. However, those first few days I felt like he was with me. I could feel this energy. I remember feeling guilty and traumatised from the last few days but I almost feel like he was telling me it was ok. I also kept subconsciously crossing my hands like he always did, and again it felt like he was holding my hand. I felt comfort from it and do it without realising. It seems surreal and crazy, but that feeling has now left me. It was only a few days but it almost gave me a sense of calm and closure that I did everything I could and he was ok and at peace. Has anyone else experienced similar? I don't feel it anymore 😔

My Nana died when I was 17 - I'm 47 next year, so a long time ago now. In the year after she died, I would smell TCP in the weirdest of places. I've never bought TCP in my life (bloody horrible stuff!) but it was in my car, in my bedroom, in my old office - not a bedroom office, an actual public office.

It would come on really strong and then recede after about a minute - almost like someone had spilled a load and then it had dissipated. Call me woo, but I know who it was, and she was there to say that she wasn't fully gone.

I can't remember the last time it happened, but I am older now and it's been three decades since she died. I was a bit sad when I realised it wasn't happening anymore, but I found other ways to think about her... whenever Wales play rugby I always say a little internal "Hêlo Nana" to her...

I don't believe in heaven, or even in life after death, but I do believe that energy cannot be created or destroyed, only transformed. So wherever her energy has gone, that's 'what/who' I am speaking to... and I create my own warm feeling thinking of the love she had for me and the fact that I've never forgotten her and still remember her - that''s enough to make anyone feel warm. You had a feeling at a time when it made you more resilient and able to deal with the loss. The next step is to make your own ritual. Sending love. ❤️

Same. Lost a loved one recently. Knew they were gone the day before when they were apparently doing well in hospital because something had broken inside me. A feeling I have never experienced. Had the zing for a few days after she had gone. Like a warm cuddle. (Mum) It's been 2 months now. The zing has left. I try and take comfort in that she has rested. I am not religious. But it's definitely changed my thinking.

yes yes! My great auntie, who was really more like my gran, died when I was 15 and I smelt her perfume on and off for about two years. Never before or since.

Thank you for sharing your experiences with me. I feel like I'm making it up or a bit crazy. But I definitely feel like when he left I felt his energy in my chest and then around me those first few days. Like he was telling me, I'm ok and you have nothing to feel guilty about. And I honestly felt like he was holding hand, even though it was me if that makes sense. But it felt like his energy. It has brought me peace. I remember looking up at the sky too and being in nature helped.

My grandmother died in 1979 and I still feel her presence. She taught me to sew, do patchwork and embroider. Every time I pick up a piece of work I think of her.

When I graduated as a mature student she was one of 4 "virtual" guests sitting on the front row to see me get my diploma. (The others were long dead teachers who inspired me). She was in her 90s and very frail when I told her I was thinking of giving up work and going to uni. She asked me how long a degree took and on receiving the answer said "I dont think I will still be here as I am now child. But wherever I am I will be watching you and I know you'l make me proud."

Even typing this makes me go chilled and remember her.

No, never. But I believe in nothing after death so it’s logical that I wouldn’t. My parents both died fairly recently. Even one of my siblings and my dad who were in the room with my mum when she died said there was absolutely nothing. And my dad believed in an afterlife.

How nice to have that comfort though. Hope it continues.

ive never lost the presence of my parents and my auntie, smells, touch, its all happening to me usually at times of need

a few days after my nan died I was drifting off to sleep but not asleep. I heard clearly (so clearly it made me jump up) her voice in my ear telling me that she is ok. She died 6 years ago and every time I’m having a hard time or there is something big going on her funeral song comes on over the radio. This has happened at work and home and it’s an old song that isn’t often played. When it does happen it makes me feel like everything is going to be ok and I’m on the right path.

No I feel nothing, zilch, nada. I have also been with many many people when they’ve died (nurse) and never seen or experienced anything odd - it is my true belief that when you’re dead that’s it.

JK Rowling’s words about death are lovely I think. The ‘just through the curtain’ thing and I liked the idea that Harry’s mother’s love as she had died to save him was in his very skin and protected him such that the dark lord couldn’t bear Harry’s touch.

I have never felt completely bereaved after my mother’s death. I think her love was so strong that it’s a living thing that has remained with me after her death.

I wish you all the very best following your bereavement.

Just now and then my Mum's musical jewellery box plays its little song. I brought it back as a present from Capri for her in the 1970's and she treasured it. She died 20 years ago and I haven't wound it up or really touched it since. I know it's probably vibrations from traffic or something that's setting it off but it does seem to happen when I'm thinking of her the most.

I don't believe in God or anything any more. I don't know if i believe in an afterlife, but I DID have a few crazy experiences after my DP died, nearly 32 years ago now....

I had found him and a couple who were our mutual friends had come round immediately after, as the police called them for support. I was stood in the front room and I turned to the lass and said "he's gone" and she said "no, he was breathing when they put him in the ambulance, and I said "no, he's gone - I just felt him go". A police officer then came in the room and told us my DP had died.

The feeling I had had was one where he used to stand behind me and hug me...he was really tall and warm and I remember having that feeling...then...it was if his arms loosed from around my waist, slipped to my shoulders and then this draught over me towards the window. And I knew.

There's a massive add on to this afterwards that includes my daughter but it freaks people out when I tell it.

My dh experienced similar as did his sister. I’m sorry for your loss.

My wife died at the end of August. I could have sworn I felt her move under the duvet this morning. Checked to see if it was the dog, but he was in his bed on the floor.

Very strange.

The night or 2 after my Mum died I felt someone in bed next to me and the tightest sqeeze around my stomach, turned over expecting it was DH and of course no one there. But it brought me peace and comfort, so whether it was my imagination or real, it helped.
My Mum was also hallucinating the night before she died, waving and talking to no one I could see. I like to think it was her parents coming back for her, again probably a comforting trick of the mind 😔 but I hope when my time comes I'll see her waiting for me as well xx