My cousins told me that there is thing that you find coins a lot after a person has passed, in strange places sometimes, as a sign from them and they noticed this to be true after both parents passed away. Whether it is true or not, it is nice to think it could be a sign and sometimes can become a comforting joke.
This isn't the last time you are going to think your dad is doing things and Cleo
we kept finding marbles everywhere it was so weird
You see!
Right after my gram's funeral service I went to light a candle in the back of the church and it kept going out. So I would try to light one amongst other lit candles, thinking it was a draft, nope, my candle would go out and the rest would stay lit. It took me 6 tries. I started laughing because I could see this being my Gram letting me know it's ok, she's ok.
I don't care if people think I am dumb or nuts or both, but I believe in that stuff.
When we had Leo we had this dragon fly eho followed us everywhere. We saw it outside of our house, outside of the store etc. It was very eery. i swear it was my grandma watching over us during our time of transition. I liked it.
My cousins told me that there is thing that you find coins a lot after a person has passed, in strange places sometimes, as a sign from them and they noticed this to be true after both parents passed away. Whether it is true or not, it is nice to think it could be a sign and sometimes can become a comforting joke.
This happened to us when my Dad died, specifically dimes. They were everywhere, and in the strangest spots. On boxes that had been stored away, random spots on the floor, on things that belonged to him. When my Grandma died, my Mom found a dime at her feet at the viewing. My grandfather has a few toy excavators in his room (he operated one for years, the kids bought them for him) and shortly after she died, he found a dime placed on one of them. We all have a little collection that we call Daddy's Dimes. I'm a pretty firm believer in signs. You never know!
Post by pantsparty on Feb 25, 2013 22:29:20 GMT -5
I've had some weird stuff happen after my brother died. On the day of his funeral, we released balloons into the sky, and as they disappeared, a hawk appeared and circled around us, until the balloons were gone completely.
On the first birthday of his after he had died, I was sitting in my office and feeling terrible. I was on the 17th floor in my office building, and when I was feeling particularly bad, I looked out the window and saw a hawk soaring right outside my window. It shocked me.
I don't have a clear definition or belief in where my brother is, but it makes me feel better.
Post by messykitchen on Feb 25, 2013 22:29:31 GMT -5
I see signs of my mom frequently. Like white doves in the middle of winter when she has been on my mind. We lost her 13 years ago and it's comforting to think she is still around.
You dad will always find ways to show you he loves you :-)
My cousins told me that there is thing that you find coins a lot after a person has passed, in strange places sometimes, as a sign from them and they noticed this to be true after both parents passed away. Whether it is true or not, it is nice to think it could be a sign and sometimes can become a comforting joke.
When my H's best friend died for a few months afterwards I found pennies everywhere. Crazy places too, individual pennies like under dishtowels or on top of the television. Places where it would be a little random for lone pennies to just show up. And I don't really find them anymore. My H doesn't believe in that sort of thing and said if he was going to leave us cash from beyond he'd rather it be fifties or hundreds but I honestly think that's why I was finding them and he wasn't.
My cousins told me that there is thing that you find coins a lot after a person has passed, in strange places sometimes, as a sign from them and they noticed this to be true after both parents passed away. Whether it is true or not, it is nice to think it could be a sign and sometimes can become a comforting joke.
When my H's best friend died for a few months afterwards I found pennies everywhere. Crazy places too, individual pennies like under dishtowels or on top of the television. Places where it would be a little random for lone pennies to just show up. And I don't really find them anymore. My H doesn't believe in that sort of thing and said if he was going to leave us cash from beyond he'd rather it be fifties or hundreds but I honestly think that's why I was finding them and he wasn't.
I do think a part of it is being open to this kind of thing and I think that is why children have more stories of talking or seeing ghosts/spirits. The ability to believe in something just because is pretty cool.
Going on that, my nephew has told my sister he has seen people in their house and even described old fashioned clothing. He also said that he saw our dad. When my sister was in high school, she heard him (my dad) calling her with his distinctive accent. I've felt a warm hand on my shoulder when no one else was with me.
I'm okay. The 48-hour hold on his body before cremation ends tonight, so that is hard. He wanted to be cremated, and I can understand why people want to be, but I don't want to be, and I don't like to think about it.
My mom is the kind of person who has to stay busy. I guess she is doing alright now,but it's going to be hard when the funeral is over, the house is cleaned up, and she has time to just sit.
I think just remember to let her do things in her own time (not saying you wouldn't) but some people are so quick to get rid of the clothing or personal possessions, but I think this should be something that is done when the person is really ready. My mom wore my dad's bathrobe for a long time because it still smelled like him.
Oh! Something else that is weird. When he was at Hospice House back in December, he told my sister that he had 2 months to live. He was in and out of it and talking out of his head most of the time he was there. At the time, everyone thought he only had a week or two left. But that was on December 23, and he died on February 23.
Oh! Something else that is weird. When he was at Hospice House back in December, he told my sister that he had 2 months to live. He was in and out of it and talking out of his head most of the time he was there. At the time, everyone thought he only had a week or two left. But that was on December 23, and he died on February 23.
I remember the last summer before my grandad died. He was visiting us and he was acting strange and he knew something was wrong but didn't yet know it was cancer. Anyway, he told me that was going to be the last time we saw eachother, and it was because he died a few months later.
Post by TemperanceBrennan on Feb 25, 2013 23:19:25 GMT -5
After my mom died, I know she visited me in my dreams. Twice for sure. The first one was her letting me know she was okay now. The second was her apologizing for how my sister was treating me. (I became my sister's guardian after my mom died and my sister took all of her anger and grief out on me, basically)Anyway, she told me that she didn't think that my sister would act like that and that she was sorry that she was.
Also, every once in a while I see nose prints on my car windows, like my dog used to make. It makes me think of her and how she was so happy to ride in the car and to watch out the car windows for squirrels. Maybe I'm imagining them, but I like to think she put them there to say "I'm here! I'm here!"
I don't know much about what happens after death or even what I actually believe. But, the one thing I know for sure is that, if there is anyway my mom could be watching over me and my sisters now, she is. She would move heaven and earth to do it, too.
The night before my Grandpa passed away, he went gambling at the casino. He played a nickel machine on his way out, which he never, ever did, and won $900 exactly. He had 9 grandchildren. His watch stopped at the same time the doctor called his death after coding. And when my Grandma got into her car the doors locked, unlocked, and locked again. And then never did the auto-lock feature that drove her crazy and that the dealer said couldn't be unprogrammed. <3
Post by ginandjucie24 on Feb 25, 2013 23:28:29 GMT -5
The night my Father passed away I was in bed trying to go to sleep and couldn't so I laid there tossing and turning and crying. I must have fallen asleep because I woke looked at the foot of my bed and saw my Dad standing there rubbing my foot (he gave the best feet massages) I heard him clear as day say " Go to sleep Little Spider ( that's what he called me) I will stay until you fall asleep." I felt peaceful at that moment and was able to sleep soundly the rest of the night.
My mom told me when she sees a dime on the ground it's her dad saying hi to her. :-)
I love these little things that bring people comfort.
When my grandpa passed away I was in the car driving to the airport to pick up my aunt. There was the BIGGEST boom of thunder and BRIGHTEST flash of lightning over a field and I happened to notice the time on the clock was 8:41. After we got back my grandpa had already passed and his body had been removed. My uncle, a physician, had called time of death at 8:41. I like to think it was grandpa's one last hoorah on his way out.
Many years ago when my SS was still very little, he was learning to answer the phone and tell time and my MIL happened to call a couple of days exactly at 11:11 a.m. He always called that "Grandma time". Whenever we happen to notice that the time is 11:11 we always say, "It's Grandma time!"
My mom died five years ago, and sometimes I ask her for help with things I struggle with. Several times when I've talked to her (in my head), I then smell her perfume. It is weird but happy.
Post by BieberMyBalls on Feb 25, 2013 23:51:36 GMT -5
Also, I sometimes wake up in the morning feeling like they were with me. I hadn't dreamt of them, it was just a familiar feeling, like I just visited with them. I love those mornings.
I know a lot of people think its just a hoax, but one of the things that helped me find closure, I guess, is speaking to a medium. The things she was able to tell us were so dead on, and personal, it really solidified my belief that they aren't far away.
My grandparents lived with my mom and stepdad in an apartment attached to the house.
My grandma loathed my mom's mini dachshund and my grandpa just adored her and she adored my grandpa. She was so tiny and she would get cold and nuzzle her way under the blankets in the hospital bed my grandpa had to sleep in. He kept her warm and cozy.
Eventually my grandpa had to go to a nursing home and lasted less than 24 hours at the facility. My mom got a phone call at 3am. The dog was upstairs with her and then after she hung up the dog went to my grandparent's room and she hopped up on grandpa's bed and laid her head on the pillow, like she knew her best friend was gone. My grandma didn't even get upset when the dog jumped on the bed. Right after that happened my mom came down to tell her that my grandpa passed. That dog and grandpa were the best buddies ever!
Also, I sometimes wake up in the morning feeling like they were with me. I hadn't dreamt of them, it was just a familiar feeling, like I just visited with them. I love those mornings.
I know a lot of people think its just a hoax, but one of the things that helped me find closure, I guess, is speaking to a medium. The things she was able to tell us were so dead on, and personal, it really solidified my belief that they aren't far away.
This is really interesting to me. I thought about seeing a medium after my brother died, but I decided not to, or rather, just didn't pursue it.
Also, I sometimes wake up in the morning feeling like they were with me. I hadn't dreamt of them, it was just a familiar feeling, like I just visited with them. I love those mornings.
I know a lot of people think its just a hoax, but one of the things that helped me find closure, I guess, is speaking to a medium. The things she was able to tell us were so dead on, and personal, it really solidified my belief that they aren't far away.
This is really interesting to me. I thought about seeing a medium after my brother died, but I decided not to, or rather, just didn't pursue it.
If you believe in that sort of thing, I would definitely do it. Do your research first, though, because there are obviously scammers out there. It seriously blew my mind. She only knew first name and phone number, and the things she was saying couldn't be found on google. For example, she told us how my Dad died, how he felt when it happened, his personality, his interests and hobbies, spoke about the poem I wrote for him and read at his funeral, and said that he loved it. She said she had a song stuck in her head all morning, and it was one he used to sing all the time. She described many family members and friends that have passed away, in detail. So many questions were answered. It was amazing.