The Dead Visiting Living Relatives

Mike

Mike

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London
Years after they passed!

Yesterday a lady wrote about her sister sitting on her
bed 6 months, I think, after she died, they didn't speak,
just sat together.

That report has led to a flurry of similar reports of the
dead visiting, I have yet to read all of them, but they
are interesting, I have copied the link for you to read
them too.
https://www.dailymail.co.uk/columni...xperiences-seeing-loved-ones-passed-away.html

Mike.
 

As I've posted on the forum before, my DIL ("T") died in Dec 2021. Her twin sister ("S"), with whom she truly had that extremely close twin bond, died three months later. "S's" oldest son had died a couple of years before that after having weight loss surgery and his BP tanked in the recovery room. My DIL's mother, by the time of those deaths, was in a home due to dementia. None of her children or grandchildren told her about the three deaths. Shortly after my DIL's twin died, their mother told one of her other daughters and her grandson ("S"'s son who went to see her daily) that T & S had visited her. Neither her daughter or grandson thought she was delusional, perhaps it was the manner in which she told them.

Her memorial service was this past Saturday and her daughter mentioned it to me again. She said it as though her mom said T & S came to get her. I intend to try to find out more about the entire situation because it fascinates me. At S's son's memorial, his brother and one of his friends swore that he had contacted them. The friend, said it happened when she was driving. For a while I was worried about my DIL because his death devastated her and she posted some things on Facebook, like he was still alive and was communicating with her. Well...turns out he must've been communicating with his brother and friend too!

Thank you for the link Mike.
 

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Once left alone at a funeral parlour, had a half hour conversation with a nice grandma.

I'd come back upstairs from getting a cold drink and use the facilities. The son of the manager told me that my parents had left to get dinner, that they would be back for 7pm and not to worry and to take care of visitors to Grampa's coffin.

He left down the stairs and that was it. Suddenly, behind me I heard: "Oh dear, they left you all alone. Come, sit with me, let's chat for a spell..." She was smiling, sitting by a cherry red coffin, dressed in red, her hair had a blue rinse. Being raised to be polite to elders, I did sit across from her on the second chair.

Long story short, we chatted for over half hour, when I heard a loud noise from Grampa's parlour. We both jumped out of our skins and she told me to go check it out.

I did but upon returning, the lady was nowhere to be found. The clock rang 7pm, I saw my parents car arriving. Later on, the family of the lady came to see me. When the grandson's wife took out the picture to put on the red coffin, I knew I'd spoken to that lady's spirit. That was July 1969...

Hubby showed up in our bedroom last weekend. A few minutes later, being clairaudient, I heard say: "Darling, did you see me?" With good news as well. He'd have the same smile, he was wearing the same clothes as he'd wore on the day he'd died. I felt better.

These are only few ones, there's been many more, I'm used to them...
 
I never speak to dead strangers. I ignore them,
heaven knows what bad vibes they will give off.
Only my loved ones are allowed to communicate
with me.
However, sometimes a name pops into my head...
then I read something in the news about that
person.
Quite disconcertng...but I am used to it now.
 
I have no interest in them. Now deceased pets, that's another story. I've seen something move in my apartment when both my cats are with me. I doubt it's Chloe. Though she did die here.
 

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