Do the long deceased really come back to take loved ones when they die

[Heatherjayne1972]

Or is it wishful thinking a dying brain hallucinating or something else
What do you think? Any experiences you're willing to share?

It must be immensely comforting, if you believe in any of that stuff.

I believe that when you're dead, you're dead - nothing could convince me otherwise, despite my catholic upbringing.

My nan lost her eldest son to cancer and on the night he died she said she saw her long dead husband sat in a chair in the lounge. She thinks he came to tell her that it was time for their son to go. It gave her comfort.

My Grandad spent the last week or so of his life talking to my Granny, who had passed away five years earlier. I'd like to think she had come to collect him.

Three things that happened when my Dad died.
Two weeks before he fell ill, he dreamed of his Father, who had died 43 years before when my Dad was 14. He was a real Daddy's boy and never really got over his loss. In the dream my Grandfather told him, Cmon Now boy, you're coming home with me. My Dad was an atheist and completely not woo, but he was uncharacteristically very shaken.
The day he was taken into hospital, two weeks later, my mother was woken at 3am by three loud, angry knocks at the door. She felt overwhelmingly certain she could feel my grandfather's prescence and was too afraid to go to the door immediately. By the time she summoned the courage to look there was nobody there.
My Dad died very rapidly after being diagnosed with cancer. We knew it was terminal but elected he would live for a few months after diagnosis. In fact he passed only a day after. I had gone home to see my children as I had been in hospital with him for a week and I live 500 miles away. He died surrounded by every adult he loved, my mum, sister, siblings, best friends. Everyone was there except me. Ten minutes after my sister called to say he had died, My phone rang. It was a call from his number. When I answered there was no-one there but white noise. I called my sister to see who had the phone. It was in his bedside locker drawer switched off. No battery, totally out of charge. It gives Me comfort to think that somehow he was saying goodbye.

I am also a natural cynic also but believe in this completely. My was was dying from a brain tumour, sadly had been in a coma for over eighty hours and we knew the end was imminent. Shortly before she passed she said “Daddy”. She was exceptionally close to her father who had passed 50 years previously. There is not medical explanation and no way she would have been able to speak… yet she did. I miss her so much every day, yet feel such comfort that he was there for her. So yes I most definitely believe that someone “comes” for you as you go.

I know someone who worked on a hospital ward where a lot of people died (nothing sinister, btw, they were old-ish, ill people) and she said, without fail, 'someone' would come for them at the end.

Sorry to be cynical on a thread that is giving people comfort, but 'without fail, someone would come'...? That's just not true.

I was with my beloved Dad when he died, and no-one appeared to come for him. He just peacefully slipped away. I'm sure many people who've witnessed death would say the same.

He was a well-loved man. He lost his own mother that he was very close to, when he was a teenager. But nobody appeared to come for him.

I don't find this thread particularly comforting at all.

I would like to believe this, but what if there is no-one waiting for you, who you would want to see again?
As an abused & unloved child, I would not want my parents waiting me.

I can't think of anybody who would be there waiting ...

On the night my mum died, she was still lucid and talking to us and then suddenly looked past us, stretched out her hand and said 'hello darling'. My sister and I thought at the time that it was the pain meds but I do wonder. I wish now I'd asked her who it was.

My dad smiled and said his brothers name just before he died. His brother had died many years previously. I don't think there is anything after death but it makes me happy he was smiling as he went.

I 100% believe there is something on the other side. This isn't just 'it'.

Olderandcolder

That gave me goosebumps. I do not believe in woo things at all but that really got to me.
Sorry about your dad

Thankyou @MrsPringles, not particularly woo myself but I find great comfort in the idea our loved ones come for us.
I was so upset at not being beside my Dad when he passed, he would have known how much that would hurt me.

I've died and been revived, it was just blackness, there wasn't anything, or anyone, there.

I don't know but regardless of whether it is real or just a hallucination I hope that this happens to me when I die.

My grandma was late teens when her (rather unpleasant by all accounts) stepmother died (at home as was common in those days).

Before she died she sat up in bed and was yelling to her mother to come back for her. Grandad grabbed grandma and said 'come on, we are getting out of this madhouse. You are not staying here a minute longer' and hailed her away. And that is how he proposed to grandma. Romantic, not.

I fell in a coma 2 years back, during it I was with my late baby son.

I'm not woo at all and it could/was probably hallucinations or a dream. It was really peaceful and I could smell him and feel him.

Whatever it was it was nice, I'm not scared of dying.

This thread is strangely comforting.

In the 48hrs before my gran dies something was defiantly going on, she was looking at something and looked shocked as though she couldn't believe it. She didn't have dementia and her passing wasn't expected. I have a vidoe of her I sent my mam where she is staring and I actually sent it saying do you think she's OK she is acting strange. Dm said she was mumbling at something when she went after me, same night she was taken to hospital and died from a burst vessel. I never really believed in stuff like that, when I was little I lived in the crematorium grounds as my grandad was the manager and always said it was a load of rubbish. The vicar used to give me the nod and I would push the button to close the curtain after the funeral I was about 4.

I honestly have no idea any more. My great-aunt died in June, three months short of her 100th birthday. According to the workers in her care home, she started shouting for her husband, who died in 2002. Who knows? I sort of hope that they were reunited at last because she never really got over his death.

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I have no idea but my 95 year old StepNan has recently started to say that her Mother & Sister are in the house waiting for her to pass.

Apparently her Sister is at the other end of the lounge but her Mother stays in the kitchen. Obviously she has dementia which explains it...but she never 'sees' living people because of her dementia.

I've always been a cynic. Eg my sister used to go to those psychic types and be eager to recount every detail to everyone that'd listen and I'd sit quietly thinking stfu its just some charlatan fleecing you.
Move forward to 2016 and then tenth anniversary of my mother's death, a date I'd always realise I'd missed a few days after and beat myself up about for not having had a quiet thought.
I was sitting by myself at about 1am and it suddenly occurred to me it was almost exactly the hour to the date my mother had died.
No sooner had the realisation occurred when I felt an overwhelming energy and presence that absolutely filled the room and was unmistakably my mother.
I felt her speak silently to me inside my head with a few reassuring words.
Almost immediately after I could feel the energy disappear like a huge vacuum sucking it up and it disappeared.

Strangely I sensed it had come from an unfathomable distance and was disappearing back there.
When it left it seemed to leave the room absolutely empty. Like it had sucked up all the natural energy leaving a temporary hole where it had been.
The strangest but most enlightening experience and I remember thinking, don't let this fade. You know this happened. Don't put it down to a trick of the mind in a month's time. I didn't.
It was as real, if not more real than any normal every day occurrence, just for the shear overwhelming energy I experienced.
Totally changed my forever dismissive mind, but I still listen to others experiences with a suspicious mind. As others probably would mine.
I don't need validation though. Nor feel the urge to tell the masses(until now) :/

It’s a comforting thought but I don’t believe it.

What on Earth is scary about being dead?! It’s no different to all the years before you were born.

I hope dying itself isn’t painful but I don’t fear being dead one jot.

Since it’s possible to induce NDEs in a living brain it’s common sense that there’s nothing “beyond”.

I sat up with my dear dad the night he died at home as we knew it was a matter of hours. We were talking together very quietly (reassuring him) until about 90 mins before he died. He then went very calm and quiet, and his breathing changed, but he smiled and looked up and very distinctly said "hello mum". His mum had passed away 25 years before. I believe that he believed he could see her.