I always believed that there was something else after die, from a very young age. Don't know why. Can't explain it, I just did.
I remember being about 5 or 6 and seeing a lady in my room ironing. I knew it wasn't my mum, but I remember her looking up and smiling at me. To this day I remember it, clear as day.
My uncle lives in Australia. He knew his father had died before anyone told him. He was in his office at home and looked up and saw his father standing there. He shot himself. 10 minutes later he got a call with the news.
I have always been interested in spirits and the afterlife. My dad died almost 7 years ago, and about 5 years ago mum my dp and I started attending our local spiritualist church. I loved it, loved the atmosphere. The first time we went my dp's parents came through. The description of them was spot on, and they were with other family members. Correctly said they had 3 sons and that dp was the youngest. Dp - who is as skeptical as they come - was blown away. He shed a tear which was not like him.
My dad came through for me once. Again, lots that was said was true. One thing that sticks in my mind is when the medium asked me if I had recently passed a test. He didn't wait for an answer he said yes, it was your driving test wasn't it? He then said that the gentleman that was with him said he was with me in my car and had heard me say "I never though I'd do it" almost my exact words. On the way home from the previous spiritualist service I was saying to my mum "I can't believe I'm driving at last, I never thought I'd get my license"
We saw one medium who was amazing. He had my dad come through for my mum. He described my dads physical appearance and his personality to a t. He knew the pet name dad used for mum which dad only ever used at home. He said that my dad had seen a large stain on the carpet in the hall and had laughed at us trying to clean it up. Dd had dropped a whole plate of spagetti bolognase on the floor the previous week. He said dad also found it funny that we kept going to the door when the doorbell rang and nobody was there. That had been happening recently.
Another time, the medium talked about the way dad passed. Again, something he couldn't have known.
Mum went to see one of the mediums from the church for a private sitting. He was spot on with everything. Mum had no doubt at all that my dad was there. At the private sitting her own father came through as did her grandmother.
I am definately a believer in the soul going on after our physical form has gone 