My mum passed in June after a 4 week dish oasis of lung cancer. At her funeral she asked for Daisy Daisy to be played as her dad used to sing it to her to go to sleep.

i bought an alexa and as a laugh set up a routine for Alexa to sing a random song, say goodnight and turn the lights off. One night when I was having a terrible day alexa sang Daisy Daisy and I knew mum was with me. 
 

The neighbours cat passed away a few weeks before mum so we had no regular birds. On the day mum passed there were three birds at the patio doors and one was flapping at the window to get in. They haven't done it since. 
 

I love this post and it's what I needed to read today as I have been crying a lot xx

Bless ya ime convinced myself ime glad you find it comforting we need it but you know a good blubs good for you .your mum will be around dont you worry love never dies its its  our bods wear out not what makes them work thats our energy thats here forever we will be with them eventualy but you have your life to lead so not just yet eh .best wishs paul

Hi, I'm new here.. I wasn't sure where to post this but think it maybe sits best here...

I lost my Granny to lung cancer 3 weeks ago tomorrow, we were very close (cliché of the year!) no really, we had a very special bond and I've spent a lot of time with her over my 31 years (how lucky am I!) she was an incredible woman. She was diagnosed just over 5 months before she passed and I'm so grateful for this time we got to prioritise with her and care for her, comfort her, hold her hand, laugh with her, shop for my wedding dress, show her my wedding venue, hug her, feed her, support her & show her how much she meant to us as a family.
 

I grieved a lot from back in May, there were lots of tears. I don't live near her at the minute and so the last time I saw her was 2 nights before she passed... I said goodbye to her to go get on a flight, but with a medical background, I knew she was nearing the end. I thought my medical background was helping me to rationalise how unwell she was and that medically she was slipping away from us. Not only did I say goodbye to get on a flight, but I said goodbye forever. I broke down in front of her for the first time and sobbed the entire journey & for the days that followed. I told my mum that I didn't think she was ready to leave us, and nor was I... but when she was ready, I didn't want her to have to stay and suffer.. So would make my peace with it. I waited for the phone call the following evening and it never came, I started to feel better and at peace with when she wanted to depart, I would be ok with it. She passed away peacefully the following morning in her hospice bed with both her children (my mum and uncle) by her side, having spent the night keeping watch.

I was in work and when I received the news it was a relief, not for me... But I knew she had decided she'd had enough and wanted to slip on to a better place. I don't believe in God but there is certainly some spirituality within me and in the days that followed I absolutely scoured these pages reading about signs that people had received from loved ones... hoping for one from my special Granny. I really was ok (?denial) and my Mum asked me to read at the funeral, as I had for her husband, my Granda... I couldn't commit as was petrified everything would hit me when I got home, as it certainly hadn't yet. I felt guilt that I hadn't broken down, my Grandad died suddenly from a heart attack some years before and so I experienced a completely different type of loss. I spoke with friends who advised apples and pears, you've done a lot of grieving over the last few months, just don't worry about it and don't fight it if it does come. 
 

I got back to Ireland and it didn't come, I asked the rest of the family if I could read the eulogy at her funeral as I wanted to do one last very special thing for her. I did and I kept it together. I know I did her proud. I've had the odd little cry here and there, when I see a picture, when I went to phone her about something the other night, when I go somewhere I've been with her, they largely catch me off guard and I well up, then thank her for the memories which make losing her so hard, but on the whole felt very positive, positive for the future, how I'm going to live my best life for her & I know she wouldn't want us to be sad or upset and thankful for the long years I spent with her and everything she taught me about life. I remember around this time saying I don't feel 'grief' I just feel loss. A great sense of loss that she isn't here anymore. 
 

She is gone three weeks tomorrow as I said, and I'm really missing her and sensing the loss, and I'll get to the point. Last night/this morning I had the most vivid dream, I couldn't even speak when I awoke from it I was so distraught that she was gone... I guess it's hit me. My heart of hearts believes she came to see me to make me start to process that she's really gone, or show me she's ok. I don't know! I don't know how to process the dream (I often have vivid dreams and remember all the details, but nothing like this). I don't want to tell my family about it as I genuinely can't verbalise it, and I don't want anyone to be angry she came to see me not them!! 

Sorry for the preamble but here goes (it's very personal, please be kind)... my dream:

I was wearing my wedding dress and shoes (I am getting married in July and as soon as she was diagnosed I took her shopping with my Mum and I as we knew she now wouldn't make our big day, and I chose a dress she saw me in that day, very very special memory of mine). I was with my fiancé and we got on a plane, don’t know where from or to (I travel a LOT by plane so this isn't an unusual thing to be in a dream for me). Sat on the plane this young woman was smoking on it (my Granny smoked) and the air hostess came down and asked her to close the window and behave, but didn’t say anything about the smoking. Then the air hostess handed me the biggest white feather and said "I think this is for you. That was the first thing I saw on my wedding day, it means loved ones are near" and I said "I know... it’s my granny come to see me" and took it. Then I let it go again for someone else to be comforted. (In real life there was a feather on my jumper the day before which a friend took off and handed to me & I said ooh it's my Granny). 

Next thing I’m in the back of a taxi with Granny and not sure who else (have never been in a taxi with her in my life). I can’t remember what she was wearing but it was nightwear and I think her wee pink cardigan. It was totally normal, like the last time I saw her. It pulled up to her house only it was on the opposite side of the street and was confusing me as it was also a bit back to front, and inside the house I could see my uncle waving at me me so I knew it was the right house and then someone who didn’t look like my cousin, but I knew it was her too. (My mum told me last night that the house is going on the market sooner rather than later as too painful). Then I knew I had to get out, but granny wouldn't be, so I started to say bye and then was choking back tears. Then when I started to get out of the taxi with my suitcase I couldn’t, because he was parked too close to the next car which was my Grandad's old red Rover from when I was a child & I asked the driver could he edge away a bit, so he did. 

Then I started to properly say bye to my granny, I said "I’ll miss you and I love you" and she said "me too, I really really really will". Then sort of started pulling at her clothes a bit distressed and I told her "it's ok but I have to go now" & the taxi started to drive with me still in it, just very very slowly out of her park away from her house and she said "I know". (This was her actual final journey, the hearse took from her home on the day of the funeral). Then she said like really quickly before I got out, "make sure your mummy comes to see me" & then in my dream I realised she was already gone in real life as I touched her and she felt a bit cool... maybe I was waking up... so I said "do you mean visits you just after you’re gone?" She said yes and I said "granny she did, she was the first one to come, with (my uncle) they both came the first night" & then like it all dissolved and she was gone and I woke up so upset.

Everything in the dream seemed planned, deliberate and so so poignant that I remembered every detail. I feel like it will never ever leave me & just wanted to tell someone about it/ get it down somewhere / get it out / talk about it!!!! Sorry it's so long but I needed to do that. It was so real, but our actual goodbye was so much more beautiful than this. 
 

I'm hoping this makes me feel a little better because I feel so wretched now with grief, I thought I was doing so well but been waiting for it! 
 

thanks for taking the time to read this... if indeed you got this far!! Any advice, thoughts or comments or comfort greatly received. Did she visit me in my dream and/or was this a sign from her? 

My best wishes to you for whatever your reasons are for being on here... 
 

Vicstar x

Hi Vicstar 

I completely understand how you are feeling & how important & poignant this dream was for you, it’s incredibly difficult to express to others how we feel due to such a loss of a loved one, sometimes words are not enough, the translation becomes awkward & therefore we keep our thoughts locked inside to avoid hurting others, one thing for certain though, we’re not going mad, these dreams or mysterious happenings are certainly real, I have had many since loosing my darling husband in January of this year, Paul was only 55, when we learned of his Bile Duct Cancer, the words inoperable, incurable & terminal are attached to my mind like a tattoo, he was so incredibly brave & determined to beat it no matter what, alas this fight was won by the evil disease & all we could do was watch him slowly loose the battle. Paul was a legend, cheeky, selfless, kind, loving & loyal, he didn’t mince his words, you definitely knew where you stood with him, his honesty was his best policy for sure, everyone adored him & thankfully we were with him at the end, as surreal as it was,I remember the TV being on in the background, a Sunday evening, Dancing on Ice & moments before Paul fell asleep, Gemma Collins fell flat to the floor, Paul was not a huge fan of this programme & we all felt he had somehow instigated this act, he wasn’t an unkind man, but I do know he would of found it quite amusing! 

I believe his spirit left his body & to a certain degree it entered mine, there have been many times since that I am aware of either saying something, or doing something that immediately makes me think, that’s Paul! 

All too often I loose an important item & every single time I call out to Paul, asking him to help me find it & within minutes he answers, this happened last week, I was going away for a long weekend to Budapest, I really needed the travel hairdryer, after searching everywhere & giving up, I was sorting out my car, making space in the boot for luggage, when there it was, the hairdryer was in a side pocket, with a feather attached!! I called out to Paul & thanked him! 

We must always believe our darling loved ones are simply in the next room, call out to them & they’ll be there, always & forever! Xx

AJ67

Hi,

i just read your posts and I’m so sorry for your loses, but beautiful to read how close your loved ones are to you since they’ve passed and the signs that they’ve shown you x

i too lost my husband to this god awful disease just shy of 4 weeks, he was only 45 and it all seems so bloody unfair. Although we’d lived our lives to the fullest there is so much we still had to do, and I feel robbed of this. 

Since his passing our daughter, son and his brothers and sisters have had many signs from him...which is invaluable, but I’ve not experienced anything other than feeling that he is near which is lovely but I can’t help feeling that I want proof... a bit like when your a kid and not sure if santa is real... sorry I’ve linked it to this but I wake up looking for him in my bedroom as if he’s going to be there just because others have told me they saw loved ones in the night. 

Anyhow, I know I’m waffling... but just wanted to say thank you for sharing the signs that you have experienced, and maybe one day I can write on here that I too have had a sign

lots of love x

Hi there ..

I got the same feeling as you bout my mum, I think I've chatted about it befor ... but l was like you .. I'd put a glass on a table and ask her to just move it so I'd deff know .. it never did, ... it was only when  I stopped looking for signs, they would come ...

But that feeling of they are around is priceless ... and someone said a long time ago, we believe in the air we breath, yet you cannot see it, or feel it ... but we know it's there .. your still in the raw early days yet .. this is a lovely thread .. so we can't all be wrong ...

But so so sorry, he was taken so young ... but keep talking .. it does help ...  Chrissie x

So recently I have been seeing lots of those dandelion seeds the fluff balls. I opened my ottoman bed to get my towels out and one floated out. No idea how it got there as it's winter. We have no flowers in our garden or nearby as it's a new build estate lots of building going on.  And it's in our back bedroom that we never use. Also seen a few more rolling across my front room floor.  I wondered if there were a sign so I googled it. It doesn't mean much so I felt quite despondent.  Then suddenly I had a flash in my head "Birthday card". I raced upstairs to my keepsake box anc sitting in there was my last birthday card from my mum and in the poem on the front it says "I hope you always wish on dandelions".   
 

I hope this was my mum communicating with me. I do desperately miss her. 

Oh this is just lovely!! It certainly was your mum....no doubt about it....thank you for sharing ️ ️ ️ ️

Hello!

Firstly, very sorry for your loss, I lost my Mum too.

I'm just new here, found this post through a google search and have found a lot of similarities with your story. I have had MANY signs that she is here but this one was fitting.

We used to both collect feathers and stick them in our pot plants (I didn't know she also did this until I came and collected all her plants)

One day I was feeling particularly sad and decided to go for a drive, I put on a brand new pair of jeans and off I went. When I got home and was taking the jeans off, I reached into the pocket and there was a feather in there, it took my breath away. I straight away put it in her pot plant, and it gave me such a warm feeling. 

I feel her around a lot, some days more than others and I truly believe she is gone in the physical sense, but her energy and love is still here somehow <3

Hi my grandad passed away on 22nd October this year and ever since I've been asking for him to give me a song to let me know he's alright up there and he did last night, I was sleeping over at my grandmas house and I was sleeping my grandads bed, and he appeared out of no where in front of the bed standing next to the bed I only saw his top and jeans that he was cremated in, I didn't see his face as I didn't look up as I was a bit scared, even though I believe in all the spirit stuff.

i was really relieved he came to see me and that I saw him as I was struggling to sleep and I knew it was him but, I saw him one minute then the next he was gone.