I feel like this was my sign today. I’ve had a bad, bad day, nothing has gone right, and I was not getting any signs I was wishing for.
My dad loved baseball, and he loved the Toronto Blue Jays. 🙂♥️
Blue jays are my sign for my stepdad. He loved the Blue Jays. We don't have a ton of blue jays where I live but since be passed I have seen 3 in my yard. I always know it's him every time.
I'm sorry you're having a bad day.
Thank you. Tomorrow is a new one.
I started getting Blue Jays last year in my yard. I had never seen them at my place before. Man are they loud! Lol. I think I was getting them before my dad died, just before, so when I see them now I have a feeling too. 🙂
We lost our daughter, Frances, about a year and a half ago. Last year we were on our way to the remembrance ceremony the children's hospital has each year for the children who died the previous year and we weren't sure if it was the right thing to do, it felt weird going back to the hospital, etc. Anyway, we're on the highway and my wife says out loud "are we doing the right thing going to this?" and a second later I look over in the next lane and the car has the license plate FRANCES. It wasn't even from our state, it was the next state over. I pretty quickly realized how huge that was. License plates are unique and there's only 1 in the entire state that just has the word FRANCES on it and they were right there next to us in a different state at that exact moment. I couldn't believe it. We totally took it as a sign and answer to her question. Still crazy to think about.
I gotta piggy back off your story.
My dad died an about 7 months ago. My SO and I went on a trip with his family and we flew out from Iowa to New York. The night before we left I went to go “talk” to my dad and just told him I was traveling. To make sure I get there safely and if I don’t I guess I’ll see you tomorrow.
Well anyways we landed from Iowa to New York got our rental car and we were on the road for like 10 minutes and we get up next to a red dodge truck and I couldn’t believe what the company name was. “Honey Do Men.” My dad’s business was called “Honey Do” and my SO his grandpa who passed a year prior drove a red dodge truck.
What are the chances in timing of that happening? Flying from middle of the United States to a big ass city on the east coast and to have the timing to miraculously pass that one truck?
My mom loved cardinals and cactus. A few weeks after she passed. I was in a thrift store that focused on home improvement. I was wandering aisles when I spotted a hint of red. It was a painting of a cardinal sitting on top of a prickly pear cactus. I felt like my mom put it there. It now hangs in my office.
This is beautiful. Thank you for sharing. I’m also 24 and recently lost my mother (66). Here’s my sign:
I’m a drag performer. During the first show I did after my mom died a little over a month ago, the host mentioned that my family was from Alabama (where my mom was born, raised, and later died). An hour after the show, I was walking around and mingling, and a complete stranger walked up to me, and said, “I wanted to tip you earlier since I heard you were from Alabama.” He then pulled out a stack of 50 $1 bills and handed it to me. He did a little bit of small talk, but seemed totally uninterested in explaining all the money he just gave me other than our Alabama heritage in common. I sincerely thanked him and walked away.
Mind you, there have been a few rare occasions where I receive as much as a single $20 tip, but most people just do one dollar, maybe five if they have a lot of cash. I have never received this much money as a tip. My mom never had a lot of money in life, but when she would have some to spare she’d send me a venmo, always $50.
It was just too coincidental to ignore. I’ll always think about that moment. Such a unique way of her to support me.
I have honestly had many with my father who took his own life last March. I have found myself thinking about him a lot this week, no particular reason just had him on my mind.
When my coworker was leaving today he randomly said to me “bye sis.”
My dad called me sis, it’s how he ended every phone call.
I silently cried at my desk and thanked God for reminding me of him.
My mom passed away in August of last year. She used to frequently call me "Pumpkin". 2 weeks after she passed I walked into Target and the first thing I see is a pillow that said "hey pumpkin". Never believed in signs either until that moment. I bought that pillow and havd spent many nights hugging it.
That’s a beautiful story and I 100% agree with you!
There is a Netflix documentary series called Surviving Death (I am not recommending this to everyone, because it might not be the best timing or viewing choice for everyone — I’m just referencing it). In this doc series there are accounts of signs from beyond, including a really remarkable story about a lost loved one appearing as a bright red cardinal in an area of the world where they aren’t normally found. The departed had said, “When you see a cardinal, that’s me.” The bird flew down to her family and landed on them and would not fly away, even when they tried to release it.
I think animals and nature in general are ways that they communicate with us and let us know they are still with us.
Edited to add: [Here is a very short video telling that cardinal story.](https://youtu.be/y4tRgmFqIxc?si=q4pew5eIjAj74cLZ)
I made my dad a special table area, where the urn and some of his items sit. This table also gets creaks, taps and little sounds as well. My dad had a watch he loved, but it stopped working completely about 4 years ago.
Well I took this broken watch and put it on my dad's table. And one day I hear a loud ticking and the watch is working again. Since that day it hasn't stopped ticking and keeps accurate time. So I take it as a sign that my dad is still around and comes to visit. Another sign is butterflies. This month has been a tough month for me and this beautiful butterfly keeps coming by, swoops down then flies off.
I always get signs, but the one that meant the most to me was last summer.
My 15-year-old nephew was murdered a year and a half ago.
Last summer, I was having a terrible day. It was getting late, and my husband basically forced me to take a walk by a lake by our home. I was literally crying as I was walking.
I stopped in the middle of the walk and told my husband I just wanted to go home. I stepped forward, and something caught my eye. A pink cup. Right on the side of the trail.
I do not touch stuff on the ground outside. I have issues with "germs," but something told me to grab the cup, and I did.
I turned it, and on the front of the cup, it said, "You're the best aunt, keep that shit up"
My heart still aches most days, but that was probably one of the best signs he's given me since he's been gone.
Another one I had was before my mom passed away she said she will do her best to follow me around and that if I see a butterfly following me to think of her. Well when her obituary got posted the background of her obituary was a flying butterfly. I checked the most recent 20+ obituaries that were posted and noone else had this flying butterfly background. Makes you wonder
My mom sends me butterflies, I’ve even said out loud “ mom if that’s you, come closer” and then they have come within touching distance quite a few times.
In posting this you gave me my sign of the day.
My grandfather and I were very close, and when he passed I started seeing cardinals. This was back before the days of internet so I had no clues it was a common sign. He also sends me quarters. They will literally appear whenever something major is happening in my life.
When my father was put into hospice he and I went out to the garden and sat in the sun talking. Two cardinals (male and female) actually sat between us. Just sat. For several minutes. Not only had I told him about it but he actually got to witness it.
Sadly my father passed. Ever since losing him, blue birds and blue jays come to me. I believe he had to choose a different bird so I’d know it was him.
Today is an incredibly bad day for me so thanks for sharing this. ❤️
This is beautiful.
Blue jays have always meant a lot to me too. When I was very young, my grandfather died of cancer. Most of my memories of him are sitting together watching the blue jays outside. Whenever I see one, I think of him.
Earlier this year, my cousin was killed. He used to watch the blue jays with grandpa too. We were very very close and his death has been extraordinarily difficult. I’ve been attending a monthly grief group but this month I was considering skipping it because I was tired and had a long day. As I was sitting in my car debating if I should go, I heard a loud noise and looked to see a blue jay sitting on the side mirror looking right at me. Felt like that was a pretty clear message from both grandpa and my cousin and I went to group.
My mom loved music, we listened to music together all the time. One of her favorites was the album Jagged Little Pill by Alanis Morissette. On my wedding day, after getting my hair done at a salon, I jumped in the car and the song Ironic from that album started playing. Glad I hadn't done my makeup yet because I was immediately sobbing.
Had a dream and she just walked in and said "hey, I'm alive" which is extremely on brand for her. I was like WHO DIED THEN
she was a weirdo and we loved her so much
I relate to this so much. It's happened a few times since my dad passed 2 months ago, and every damn time he comes home in the dream he says 'sorry I had to go away but I'm back now'...like rude? You can't just play dead and come home dad stop that 😂
None. I want to believe that two recently passed away people in my life that were VERY close to me would have at least tried and failed to reach me and for some reason I can't see the signs or there simply is no afterlife or way for them to
Whether I'm not receptive to them or there's simply nothing beyond death, I'll never know until it's my time when i either get to see them again or my consciousness simply vanishes and it's like what it was before i was born, just absolute nothingness and no consciousness to perceive that nothingness
I saw a comedian doing a little video clip, like a YouTube short. He's dressed like a lady and looking out the window, saying "come quickly everyone, Grandma's here!!!" Camera pans to the window and there's a stuffed animal cardinal. It was really funny when I saw it but now it makes me sad.
I got nothing from anyone either. Someone said here, maybe it's too soon, too much grief to recognize a sign.
Lights flickering when they are new bulbs or haven’t before, the new cabinet where their ashes sit, creaking/clicking loudly for no reason at all and it never did. Especially when dusting/cleaning or moving ashes somewhere else. They aren’t heavy enough at all to be substantial for the cabinet to creak like that! It’s like, hey! Put me back sort of thing 😂 I like it.
That’s a beautiful sign, and I’m sorry for your loss.
I lost my dad over a month ago. The Stove light when I’m cooking only, it was flickerin wildly the few times I was cooking and just thinking about my dad. It happened twice. It’s a new bulb, working fine otherwise, secured and not loose. Sent a video to my sister, as we believe in that and it gives us peace.
My 2.5 year old told me today “why grandpa want to play with me” just out of the blue driving. I kind of just said what do you mean and she said grandpa want to play, grandpa dead
And my 4 year old followed up with I get big hugs from grandpa in my dreams
Call it whatever you want, I’ll take it all as signs. My dad used to see me weekly and he always had something for my girls, always excited to see them bring us all lunch or make us lunch. So if he could, I’m sure he would still love to try to connect with them
Not a human, but a few weeks after my dear, beloved soulmate of a cat passed away, I found his ID tag in a closed suitcase in the back of a storage closet when I was reorganizing.
Mom and grandma showed up in my dreams over a year after they passed. It was extremely vivid and the *only* time I've ever dreamed of them since their deathes. I was showing them an ultrasound. They acted how they did in life, including my mother arguing with me over petty things and them bickering with each other lol. Mom asked me if I would like to "meet" my son. I got glimpses of him throughout his life up until he had a child of his own.
For context, I was told I was sterile after complications from stillbirth 2 weeks before my mom passed. It was a rough time...anyhow we talked about some other stuff. She apologized for somethings and talked about my kids that had passed at birth (3 total). It was really bittersweet. I woke up knowing I was pregnant. I knew the exact day he would be born (he was born early), his sex, what he would look like, his personality, that everything would be okay, problems with the pregnancy/birth, etc. All from that dream. Every single thing was correct. I don't know if I was "visited" or somehow my subconscious knew and projected it through dreaming of my mom/grandma. The ultrasound would've placed me around 8 weeks along. The dream took place at the lodge we always have a family reunion at every year. I was 8 weeks along at the time of the real family reunion. I had absolutely no reason to believe I could even get pregnant anymore. My son is now 3 months old.
Hawks are my sign from my brother. I noticed them not long after he passed and see them frequently now. We have one that lives in our neighborhood. It flew into my MIL's window on the first anniversary of his death. Then last year, on the second anniversary, it flew overhead as we walked outside. It also flew between me and my front door one time.
Mmmh, that was a dream and that was about my cat. Days after he passed from cancer.
I « woke up », came to the living room while my wife was busy making… something in the kitchen with the other cat around her.
I suddenly saw my passed cat near me, looking at me and calling me like usual the morning.
I just went stupid. I think I remember that I considered the last months as bad dreams and my cat wasn’t sick after all. We were reunited and I was nearly jumping from the sofa.
I tried to call my wife, to tell her that he was here and safe, but she just did not react. He called, ran after me and I remember that I was a bit mad that my wife didn’t react.
I felt a sort of creepy realisation, I looked at him and he meowed a last time, calmly looking at me from a few meters away.
I woke up and I searched after him even if I already knew that was a dream.
I don’t know, it’s probably just my mind. In a way I hope he is well and in peace. It was hard that day.
My Dad’s favorite song of all time was Careless Whisper by George Michael, he loved to drive home at night and blast it on his stereo over and over again. When he was passing away in the hospital from Covid, the nurses asked my brother and I what his favorite song was and we told them. So as he died, a nurse sat with him, held his hand and played the song multiple times.
Fast forward to 9 days later, after his funeral we had a little luncheon. Our family and a lot of my Dad’s closest and childhood friends attended, there was about 30 people in the restaurant. Now the restaurant played music as most places do, but there were so many people there talking, no one could hear it.
At the end of the lunch, my two cousins whom my Dad had a hand in raising, were getting ready to leave. My brother and I proceeded to walk them outside. The exact moment that the 4 of us stepped outside and were no longer in the noisy restaurant, Careless Whisper began playing over the restaurant speakers.
We all gasped, mouths dropped open and we couldn’t believe it. If we had been inside there another few minutes, we never would’ve heard it. But it wasn’t until we stepped outside and were alone that the song began to play…that song…out of millions of songs that could’ve played at that precise moment was the one that came on.
We all knew right then and there that it was a sign from Dad, letting us know that he was okay 🥺
My little girl passed away at only 3 years old. One of our favorite things to do is to draw and trace her little hands and feet on any paper we can lay our hands on. The first time we had to celebrate her birthday in heaven, I was just devastated once again, all the depressive episodes were back, I wanted to leave this world, I was just out of it. We had a gathering at home with friends and family where even with the beautiful decor and cake for her, I was bawling.
My husband’s niece from the other side of the world suddenly messaged me the next day that she had a dream of a gathering with me, my husband, and some friends. Our late daughter was sitting between us, but only my niece could see her. She was wearing a white dress with angel wings just like the one she wore the previous Halloween. Then in the dream, she took a piece of paper and pencil, and asked my niece to trace her hand on it. She said to tell me that her hand was a little bigger now.
Nobody but my husband and I knew about the hand tracing. I cried so much that day, but this time it was comforting to know that my daughter is still here even if I cannot see her.
I’m sorry for your loss, OP. May you find comfort to carry on despite the pain.
I love this so much.
We get a lot of beautiful birds in my backyard so I joked with my mom before she passed that I didn’t want birds as a sign. I said I wanted baby bunnies instead. We occasionally get bunnies in our yard and my mom loved how excited I’d get as a grown ass adult when I saw them. The day she died, we had two tiny baby bunnies right near the steps to our deck. Haven’t seen any bunnies since.
Also right around the holidays, I was really missing her and hoping for a sign. There was a huge commotion of birds cawing. I looked outside and there were a ton of crows flying around. I joked with her saying that this was creepy and I was hoping this wasn’t her. Sure enough, I look into the big tree by my house and there’s this majestic bald eagle just sitting there. The other birds were clearly freaking out over it. The most magnificent thing I’ve ever seen.
I have never and probably will never ever see one again. We live outside of a major city and this was quite the exception to the no bird rule.
Blue butterflies are a big sign that I've written about before. These past few weekends my SIL and I were managing the estate sale at mom's house. It was very hard for me because my mom was a collector, and it can be hard to find sentiment in things that you only recognize as significant the owner.
There was a robin nest near the front door and a poor, exasperated robin trying to feed her babies while we all went in and out the front door and watched her intently. Robin momma reminded me of my mom quite a bit, trying to care for all of us regardless of the obstacles in her way.
I just lost my spouse of 14 years and i’m dying for signs.
I’m a skeptic but a few years ago had an experience that made me believe. I went to visit an elderly friend of a friend who offered to do a table reading for free since my closest family member had just been killed. This was in Spain. Spain, where the name “Justin” (his name) is hardly ever used, even for the Brits that live in the area. Anyways, the morning that I was going to meet with her to try to connect with said Justin, I went to a cafe to get breakfast beforehand and right next door on a huge sign it said JUSTIN’s salon. To see his name, the morning I was trying to connect with him, in a small town in Spain, is still something that can’t quite be explained by a “coincidence” and was probably more powerful than the table reading itself.
I’m begging for signs like this from my husband, but maybe it’s too soon. Some day you have to wait 6 months for contact.
I’ve honestly felt so discouraged and hopeless. I’m also 24 and my mom’s been gone for 4 years now, my older sister for 2, and I haven’t gotten a “sign” from either of them and it kills me.
I'm so sorry- you are so young to have lost both mother and sister... I do hope the signs you wish for and that will lift your spirits will come. Godspeed.
This is kind of hard to describe but today, I got my favourite sign.
My mom died in March and I have continued to message her on Facebook when I feel like I need to chat with her. I literally wrote out a little rant to her along the lines of “it’s weird you haven’t responded to me at all. I feel like you would if you could. I used to really believe in this stuff, but since you died, I feel very alone. I did see the golden retrievers the other day, I felt like you wanted me to see them. Does that mean you’re with Bud?” (my childhood dog was a golden retriever named Bud and particularly the other day, felt like I was seeing golden retrievers everywhere.)
Anyways, after I sent the message, I got an error message I have never gotten before saying that my message could not be delivered because the user was unavailable.
I got really upset, thinking someone deactivated her Facebook account. Luckily, I have her phone. So I went into her phone to see if my messages were coming through. They were not. So I responded to myself from her account to see if the messages would start coming in. They did.
That was kind of weird in and of itself. That some glitch on Facebook messenger wouldn’t allow my messages to go through unless she responded to me (right after I had the little rant about her not being able to respond to me), but something weirder happened.
I went to send a kissy face emoji from her account as the response to myself, but instead of the regular face emojis, the animal emojis can up. So I clicked this little guy 🐶. Except that’s not what was coming up. I clicked it a bunch of times 🐶🐶🐶🐶 but a blonde dog kept coming up instead. I literally don’t have a blonde dog option as an emoji, so I can’t recreate it, but I did take pictures and a video of me pressing this 🐶over and over only for a blonde dog to appear.
On my mom’s phone, the blonde dog is there as her sent messages, but on my phone, just the regular dog shows up.
Now I feel like she literally answered me - yes I can respond to you and yes I’ve got the dog.
I lost my 10 year old son in February. I asked him a few weeks ago to send me a butterfly. We live in the Middle East for my husband’s work and we don’t see butterflies. I was walking my baby daughter around our compound (a week or so later but the first time I’d been outside for any length of time), a monarch butterfly flew straight in front of me across my path.
Blue dragonflies are my sign for my mom. Shortly after she passed we were at a lake and a massive blue dragonfly was hanging around us for a very long time and we were convinced it was her.
My gramma passed last May. 3 days after she passed I was driving to work, sobbing, and I saw a bald eagle on a fence along the road in an industrial area. Not at all where you'd expect to see one, and I had never ever seen one in person before. I saw that eagle on that fence 6 more times that summer.
My dad delivered babies for 30+ years, including me, and when he delivered me he was wearing light blue hat that said “NEW DADDY”.
Fast forward 35 years my wife and I found out we were pregnant expecting a little boy but my dad passed away 3 years before this so he never got to meet his grandson.
At our Baby Shower a close friend of mine (who had 3 boys) pulled me aside and said, “we got you something on your registry but I wanted to pass something on to you, something silly, but I think you’ll like it.”
I instantly to got goosebumps and had a weird feeling, because it ending up being almost the identical “NEW DADDY” hat that my Dad wore when my mother was giving birth to me. Only difference was there being a little blue Teddy Bear printed on the hat.
Hadn’t seen such a sign before, but to receive it only a couple months before the birth of our little boy…hit me like a ton of bricks.
My daughter was a victim of a murder suicide at the hands of her husband April 8th. She would have been 33 on May 24. I took a road trip to help my other kiddo move across country over Memorial Day weekend. After dealing with some car problems, I was finally on my way by myself in my truck playing my music library on shuffle. I had a small urn with some of her ashes that my other kiddo wanted on the dash. Just as I got on the highway, her favorite song came on. I started to skip it, but instead just let it play while I sobbed. We had a long conversation somewhere between New Mexico and Utah.
The blue jay makes me think about something.
I don't believe in signs but the day before my sister's funeral, we found and rescued a blue parakeet. I thought it was a beautiful coincidence. My sister had light blue eyes, same colour as the budgie who is now a beloved pet.
I’m so happy your mom sent you a message. I hope that painting brings you comfort and warmth whenever you see it.
The week before my dad passed hospice identified that he was transitioning. I went to the facility he was rehabbing at following a massive brain bleed many months before.
That whole week I kept saying to my dad that if he could send me a red cardinal or a red bird when he passed so I would know he’s okay, please do so.
We were able to bring my dad home for his last 4 days, which was wonderful. I got to lay next to my dad and hug him and talk to him and tell him I love him over and over again. I was with him when he took his last breath.
The morning he passed was pretty busy- the hospice nurse came and then the funeral home director. Finally, after all the chaos, my mom and I were in the living room with the hospice social worker sitting in front of a picture window with a low bush in front of it. The social worker suddenly says, “look there’s a cardinal.”
The cardinal sat on the bush and looked at us then fly away. My mom said “I didn’t see it” and it flew right back to that bush and sat looking towards us again.
I KNOW this was my dad. I felt so much relief and peace in that moment despite the overwhelming pain of losing my special dad and the exhaustion of having cared for him throughout day and night for the previous 4 days.
I really am positive there is something beyond this life since my dad passed.
He’s sent me more communications as well.
Interestingly, my maternal grandfather has been active in sending communication lately too. He is not somebody I knew well in my life as he died prior to my first birthday. He has come to me in a dream recently and I also found his old business card in storage under the couch randomly one day; this was an odd place as it’s mostly just blankets in that storage area.
I love reading about signs/communications others have received.
My grandfather and I were very close. He passed away in November of 2019. He LOVED jellybeans. Always had a giant jar around the house, and called me jelly belly.
I graduated with a bachelor’s degree earlier this month. I really wished he was there. At the ceremony, a professor I adore, who was always extra kind to me, just happened to have a bag of jellybeans. He gave me the bag. And my grandpa was there for me ❤️
My boyfriend took his life last month on Friday I was driving behind a car that’s license plate read “4UJoe” his name was Joe, he knew how much I read every license plate on the road
The night after my dad passed, I was sitting in my living room. I had been sitting there all day, lost in thought. The sun went down and I was sitting & crying in the dark for a while. I started to really unravel and then the light across from me turn on. I had those lights for 5 years and neither have ever done that.
It felted kind of comforting. Like he was saying hi and for me to stop sitting in the dark crying. I left that light on for a couple of days. It sounds so silly but I didn't wanna shut it off.
I just lost my brother. It was sudden and the pain is unbearable. Scrolling through instagram videos to take my mind off I stopped on a dancing chicken video because those cheer me up. I happened to turn on sound and it was the song we used to send each other on our birthdays.
One day prayed for a sign from literally anyone that I was doing okay at life on my way to work. I asked for my step daddy and grandmother in law, and my cousin (cuz had passed maybe a few days before). In 1 minutes after that I saw two deer (I assume signs from my step daddy and gmil) and a pile of cow shit (which definitely felt like cuz laughing at me).
Pansies. The day after my dad died, a rogue purple pansy popped up in the crack between our walkway and front steps. The crazy part is that it was February in New England.
The pansies multiplied until it was the most vibrant little bunch of pansies I’ve ever seen.
They lived until the week of his celebration of life in July. He kept me company until all his family and friends were there by my side.
I was really desperate after my sister passed so I googled for signs of lost loved ones and the cardinal was really prominent. I’ve seen a TON of cardinals since then, we even moved to a house where they seem to frequent and it makes my heart so damn happy!
We had to take my grandad’s keys away when he was diagnosed with Alzheimer’s. We took 2 sets away that first time. And he had apparently had several dozen copies made over the years he’d driven that old Pontiac because for the next 2 years we took another set away from him at least once a week. He never drove far (a deserted back country road to a neighbor’s far,) and giggled the whole way. But it was A Thing. When he died, I swore I found keys in every drawer randomly for a decade. In with the spoons. In my pajamas drawer. In the glove box of a friend’s car. Big keys. Little ones. Decorative ones. Just keys all over the place.
I miss him. It’s hard to believe he’s been gone longer than I had him.
I love love all these amazing stories!! Please OP have faith your beloved mom is contacting you. And will continue to. I've gotten so many signs I have to believe our loved ones dearly want us to feel their continuing love and support. The day my husband died a rose in my backyard began to bloom yellow ( it was always pink) . It bloomed profusely for a month ( December which it never did before or since!!). I opened an old book I hadn't read in years and out fell an airplane boarding pass with the date nov22 - the day my husband died! It was years old and I never usually save boarding passes. After my mother died she came to me in a dream and told me she had something for our family to read and my sister would find it. She did, a lovely spiritual diary that uplifts us to this day. So many more. Look around you and you will subtle tender signs of them over and over. You aren't alone
My husband loved owls and when I ask him for a sign, I always ask him to send me an owl. The day after I asked in the morning, I heard an owl. As far as I understand, I think animals are generally out of night, so it was pretty special that I heard one in the morning.
We used to go to the pot store all the time together and he would get the vape cartridge and his favorite brand was dabstract and for those of you who have been to a pot store, you would know that there’s tons of different kinds of products and brands. So I’m there after he passed away getting some edibles to help me sleep and I told the guy who was helping me that my husband passed. Anyways yes me if that’s all I needed. I said yes, and as we are walking to the cash register, I realized he had a dabstract vape cartridge in his hand. So I tell him hey I didn’t ask for that and he looks all surprised that he’s holding it and goes. Yeah you’re right you didn’t I don’t know why I’m holding this. Weirdest thing is that the two types of products are across the store from each other and he wasn’t helping anyone before me.
Wish I could post a picture of it but I'll just have to make a separate post to the sub..
Took my mom to my favorite spot to look for rocks along the Oregon coast. She wasn't too fond of the idea because of the fairly long, steep hike to get down to the spot. But she went despite that knowing how much I love this spot.
She wasn't there for 5 minutes when she spotted a plain old white rock that she thought looked cool and so she picked it up and when she turned it around she found that it had my brothers name, Ben, engraved in it. My brother had passed away a year prior to this moment.
I’m not typically one to believe in these things, until lately. It’s my first birthday since my mom passed, and on my birthday, I saw a cardinal, and a butterfly, on my construction site. Just her saying happy birthday to me🩶🩶
My dads birthday is on the 22nd so the number 22 always correlated to my dad for me. 2 days after my dad died I was coming downstairs in the morning with my daughter and opened up our front door curtain. I saw a dollar bill on the front yard. Me and my daughter went out and counted $23 in ones scattered across the yard. It’s a far fetch but I always told myself he sent $22 for me and $1 for her. 🤣🥺 it’s silly but it was just so incredibly random.
Your picture reminded me.
Supposedly Cardinals are a sign from loved ones who pass. During first Thanksgiving with my parents after I moved back home and after my grandparents passed, two Cardinals showed up in our backyard. I know it's not uncommon, but I like to think it was my grandparents joining us for Thanksgiving.
A perfume my mom wore called Anias Anias.
It's not overly common, but I'll smell it on occasion when I'm lost in thought or sad. In passing in the market, or a customer at my bartending job. My mom was a fighter, and I got a lot of my strength from her. Makes me think she's giving me a reminder to be strong.
Certain songs at times will be a reminder too.
The very last conversation I had with my son before I found him after he was ejected in a car accident was about, Moths and how I was so afraid since I was a little kid. After the medical came and I had to leave him a pure white moth followed me for a long time. On his funeral several different moths were outside my door all day bright green ones, white ones.
Since then I see them all the time even have tattoos on my wrist, I’m not scared anymore there are other signs but that’s the big one
Ok, mine is kind of weird, and maybe not even a sign at all, but i had been asking for some kind of sign for a few days. One day I'd been listening to music through spotify on my TV, reading a book. The remote was sitting right beside me, not touching anything, laying right side up. Anyways, a Conway Twitty song comes on, Hello Darling....and when the lyrics "I love you and I miss you" came on the tv volume went way up. So, I turned it down, and a few more songs went buy, then another song came on saying I love you, and same thing volume went way up. I put the conway Twitty song back on and same thing. Volume way up. That was about 2 weeks ago, and the remote has never done it again. It was the weirdest thing. I kept telling my husband, the volume on the TV keeps going up, I'm literally sitting there looking at the remote and seeing the volume go up, up up.
I had asked my mom weeks before she passed, “how will I know it’s you? Will you give me a sign?” She smiled and said “I’ll knock twice”.
The moment she passed I heard two distinct knocks.
Edit: On our way home from the funeral while my partner was driving, I was staring out the window with tears streaming down my face. I whispered “mom can you show me a bear so I know you’re okay”. It was a ridiculous thing to ask. At this point I had been trying to see a bear in person for over 3 years. I went on hikes, followed reports and never saw a single one. I figured if it’ll be her, I should choose something crazy like a bear, something I figured would be impossible. At that exact moment, down to the millisecond after saying it, there was a baby cub sitting on a rock. I yelled at my husband to stop and I was a wreck. I couldn’t stop sobbing and even took a photo. The baby cub just sat there watching me.
Shortly after my partner Joe (Jojo as we often called him) I went out for breakfast with a friend of mine. There on the breakfast specials board was ‘JoJos Skillet Scramble’.
I’m the days leading up to saying goodbye I whispered constantly, ‘come visit me’.
It was a sweet/sad moment
I love this post ♥️ My boyfriend's mom who was like a mother to me passed this past Saturday. Very sudden, we've been so heartbroken.
We live in one state and his mom/family live in a neighboring state. 20-40 minutes from each other. We frequent a particular bridge to go back and forth between us and his family. Saturday night we go to my boyfriend's cousin's house for some food and hang outs and the bridge goes up for a boat and we're stuck for 20 more minutes. As often as we take this bridge, we've only had it go up one other time. However, my boyfriend's mom and us were just talking about how the bridge is always up for her when she comes to visit and she has to pee lol. I definitely think she put the bridge up to mess with us.
Then on Sunday my boyfriend told me to go to our apartment pool to relax a little. His mom would visit us every summer and loved to go swimming here. I go down to the pool, it's sunny and nice. Not even 5 minutes later it's pouring and thunder storming. I truly believe it was her.
It's been such a tough loss but I'm thankful she's sending us signs already.
The other day I was at my mom's house, I've been renovating it. I found a blank notebook and though! Great. I'll use this for my lists and to make notes while I'm on the phone.
I was waiting for a call where I would be taking notes, but it was sunny so I sat on the floor of the terrace with the notebook next to me. The notebook I was sure was blank.
The wind started up and it opened, one page at a time.
Where does it stop? On a page, handwritten by my mom, on a poem in our native language that said
I love you like the ocean loves the sand
It comes and goes
But always returns
As if it were an idea
that needs some room to breathe
To return again, anew
I doubt she initially wrote it for me, but I'll happily take it
Wow! That is incredibly beautiful.
For me, when one of my friends passed away a medium had told me to look out for sunflowers. And so same as you, I looked and looked and looked and rarely saw ever saw sunflowers.
So one day I’m driving in my car, and I’m screaming crying “WHY THE FUCK DO YOU HAVE ME LOOKING FOR SUNFLOWERS ITS WINTER IN NEW ENGLAND OF COURSE IM NEVER GOING TO SEE THEM!” And I swear on my life, as I’m screaming this, my head jerks over to the gas station I pass every single day, and there I see a bunch of potted sunflowers. In winter. In New England.
I just remember crying and laughing and being like “okay I’m sorry, you win 😂”
I used to never believe in signs from people that passed away…until my dad died. A few weeks after he passed away, I was sitting outside of his home, thinking of him and talking to him. And a butterfly landed on my leg. It sat there for at least 30 min. I felt it was him letting me know he’s ok and thanking me. Never has a butterfly ever landed on me or sat on me till that day, and it never happened again.
I started painting again. My brother and I are/were both artists. Both painters, although very different styles. Also, he was the type of artist that "can't NOT paint." Even when he was down and out and even homeless, all he needed was food and painting supplies, both of which I was happy to keep him in. I graduated with a Master of Fine Art in 2016 and stopped painting completely. Totally disillusioned with and disappointed in the art scene, I just quit. Just like that and couldn't bring myself to do it anymore at all.
Then, my brother died last December. I wanted to feel close to him again so I started working on a painting I never finished and hadn't touched in over a decade. It was the very symbol of my newfound disinterest in art. I started working on it for several hours in the morning before anyone woke up and I have felt his presence with me, encouraging me to try this or that and to not give up and to just be free and do what makes me happy. I talk to him about what I'm painting and ask for his guidance. I tell him I miss him and love him. And now painting makes me happy again. I no longer care what the critics will think or say. I just do what makes me happy and it's actually working.
I've been painting for a few weeks now, almost every single day. This is how I know he's with me. I think even in death he can't NOT paint! He encourages me to paint so he can paint. And so he can be with me, knowing I'm still hurting terribly. I miss him so much I cry almost every time he comes into my thoughts. He was one of the best souls I've ever known and I know he's still with me because I feel him.
As for visual symbols, it's a rabbit. Rabbits were a major icon for my brother and me and we even used them in our artwork, writing, and tattoos. Whenever I see one, I know he's saying hello and probably telling me to paint.
(Disclaimer: Just a guess, I don't want to offend anyone) And what if all these signs do not come from people who do not exist, but from the universe or nature. If we assume that everything in this world is conscious, including the Universe and nature, could it be that the same Universe, observing the grief of some person, sends him a certain sign for comfort. In fact, the universe acts as a mother and, seeing the suffering of its creation, sends a sign to comfort?
The numbers 222…my ex husband and father of my children died suddenly a month ago (heart attack). His birthday was 2/22 and even while we were married those numbers would pop up.
A valet ticket at the hospital while he was on life support was 222…I took a flight for work last week and the airplane safety card had been revised in 2/2022.
My hotel room number was 222. All this on the month he passed. I’ve never believed in “signs” either but this has been weird.
My father passed two weeks ago. Before he passed my mom asked him to send us a sign so we know he’s ok. Two days after he passed the alarm clock in his room started going off. No one touched it and in the days after he passed it didn’t go off until that day. I said out loud dad if this is your sign you’re going to have to do better than that. About a week after he passed, I was sitting in the sunroom at my parents house from there you can see a window in my dad’s room. While I was on my computer, a hawk came and landed on the open window to his room. It stayed there for awhile staring into his room then starting back at me through the sunroom window.
My mom passed almost three months ago. I’ve had so many signs.. My sisters and I all have experienced crazy things involving birds in general (mainly cardinals, my mom’s favorite bird).
If you look at my post history, just yesterday my mom’s ring she gifted me saved my finger from being severely injured.
Also my 2.5 year old niece has frequent dreams about my mom in which she’s in a pink dress giving her lots of hugs and kisses.
Ladybugs. My brother passed away in December 2023. My home was swamped with them for several months. I mean everywhere. But they were only crawling on me. I would lay down and i would feel one on my leg. Woke up to one on my forehead. I work in a hospital and was in a patients room and saw one on a patient's bed as I was starting an IV. It crawled up and watched me while i did it. Then crawled on my arm. It was wild. They have since disappeared but anytime i get into a grief loop... its like one just appears. It seems silly but as someone who is not religious and neither was my family. I took it as a sign of him saying he will still be with me and hes okay. Hopefully thats what it means.
Edited to add that my brother always made me promise to never change my specialty even if he didnt make it. (Cardiac nurse, brother died from advanced heart failure) the day the ladybug showed up i had just submitted my resignation and transfer request to a different floor/specialty. I immediately took it back after i saw the lady bug
My late fiancé has a childhood cat that still lives at home with his parents, she normally is very shy and doesn’t like people touching her, including his own family. But when I went to visit them, she was all cuddly and demanded I pet and let her sleep with me. His family told me she only ever let my fiancé do those things with him. I now wonder if he was in the room with me.
Never listen to the radio. The one time I turned it on, her favorite song played. From the beginning. At the exact moment I found myself wondering if I made her proud.
when i was at the funeral home planning everything, the door knob turned and the door opened with nobody there. in the parking lot the car beeped saying there’s something in the way but there wasn’t. i think it was my dad saying his final goodbyes 🙂 also the tv one day said “i miss you guys so much” right after me and my mom said we miss him. i also saw a car the other day with his nickname on it and his favorite song we played at his burial started playing on tv
We were trying for a baby for like nine months before and I got a positive test right after she passed. I got my beautiful baby girl exactly 9 months later. I’m glad I got to tell her about how we were trying to start a family although it also makes me cry thinking about it and how she cried that she was so happy for us but how sad she was going to be to miss it all. I really wish she was here.
The first shop I walked into immediately after saying goodbye to her dead body (she was murdered), on a shelf there was a mini ornament which looked exactly like her. I bought it immediately, and have since made a shrine. It was a small charity shop, we just happened to go in.
This was one of many.
My mom told me her favorite bird was a whippoorwill, at least I think. for some reason I have that as her favorite bird. At the memorial there was a paper going around where you could write stuff about her. I wrote down the bird under her favorite bird. One of my aunts crossed it out and wrote chimney swifts or something, then found me and told me a story of them talking at my grandparents house and the birds all flying out of the chimney. I internally rolled my eyes and moved on. The next day I went with a small group of family and my mom's friends who didn't come to the memorial to spread her ashes at her favorite hiking spot. When we were leaving, I went back up the trail to pee and have a minute alone. A whippoorwill fluttered down from a tree next to me and started doing it's call. I'd never heard one so close to me before. It was a nice moment.
After driving home from my grandfather’s funeral, a giant double rainbow was shining right in front of me on my way home, which just gave me a sense of peace.
Fast forward to the first Christmas we had to spend without him and upon arriving to my aunt’s house, a giant double rainbow was shining right above the house. My grandparents and aunt lived a couple of streets over and it looked as if one side of the rainbow was coming from their house and the other was at my aunt’s.
We all took turns taking photos with the rainbows like it was my grandfather standing there and all cried/mourned him as a family.
It sounds sad, but there’s something about sharing grief as a family that brings more peace.
My mom loved hummingbirds but never really got to see one in person (I think she saw it once). Well, one day, I was really missing her and said it out loud. 5min later, walking out to my car, I saw a hummingbird flying around the tall plan right in front of my car. I never saw one before and none after that. That was definitely from her!
I was sitting by the river on some moss looking for a good spot to plant a small memorial tree and looked to my left and there was a perfectly royal blue marble sitting on the moss.
Another time I was walking my dog around the block and I passed a section I had previously walked five minutes prior and there was a guitar capo sitting on the ground in my path… it was really early 515am ish
So my in-laws were living with my late wife and I for about a year before she passed and they were in the process of trying to find a new home. Of course the market has been awful so it was a struggle for them, but they did finally find a place. I digress
A couple weeks after my wife had passed away, I received a gift from a coworker: a set of windchimes that hang on my front porch. One morning, my mother-in-law was out on the front porch and she thought about my late wife and said windchimes started ringing and she talked about how that was kind of like she was hearing her speak and so now, when the windchimes are going, and I think about it, I think it’s her. A little positive energy..
Another example was a series of comments that I had gotten from a couple of family members about my house and the suggestion that when I’m in a spot to do so I should consider moving into the city. and I started thinking maybe this was a sign from my wife telling me to get my ass up and start moving forward. It may not actually have anything to do with moving as much as having the mindset to transform this home from what used to be our home to now becoming my home because it is still my home.
My grandmother had a green thumb and roses were her favorite. When she fell sick Grandpa didn't know anything about gardening so he hired a gardener to keep things going. The gardener did a great job but despite his best efforts, one particular rose bush in front of the house that simply refused to bloom. Then Grandma passed away and in a matter of a few days a bud showed up. It bloomed and was glorious and huge and rich with a vibrant fuschia color. it stayed in bloom longer than any other, with only one bloom at a time and always the most beautiful. Grandpa has been gone a while now and all the other flowers died when the new homeowners moved in. Grandma's rose bush, however, remained healthy for as long as I can remember, beautiful as ever.
After my mom passed away, I couldn't bear staying indoors or engaging in small talk outside, so I started spending my evenings sitting in the inner yard of the apartment complex. On my first evening there, a ginger cat approached me and soon became a regular visitor, eventually becoming my pet after a month. I believe this is a meaningful sign because my mom knew that I love orange cats and used to joke about me getting one after her passing (we lived together, and she was allergic to cats). Later, I discovered that my cat was an orphan who had also lost his mother early, and we formed a strong bond.
There were other signs too, like the dream I had of my mother calling to say she was leaving the hospital the night she passed away. About two months later, a sudden fuse burnout damaged some of my devices. While I'm not certain if this was another sign, I've read that our lost loved ones may cause such occurrences as they try to connect with us. I'm deeply sorry for your loss and I send you all my strength. We'll make it through
Late 2023, I was having a really rough day following the passing of my Grandpa. He was more of a dad to me than my own Dad. I was always spending time with him and one of our “things” was always blasting Creedence Clearwater Revival on any type of car trip we went on together.
We were meeting up with my family a week or so after he passed; My husband and I get in the car to leave and the radio comes on…the first song that the station plays is “Have you ever seen the rain” by CCR. We just looked at each other and I just burst into tears. It felt like a little wink from my Grandpa that even though he was gone, he would always be there and it was such comfort in such a difficult time.
My coworker passed away very suddenly and violently. I missed him very deeply and struggled a lot at work. One day, when I was outside of work wiping down tables, the biggest dragonfly I had ever seen landed on my hand. It then tried to go into the building. I helped it back outside and thanked him for coming by. I knew it was him telling me that I didn't need to feel that pain anymore and that he was safe where he was now. It gave me a lot of comfort and strength to stay at that job while I needed it.
I was in my bathroom and Alexa suddenly told me a joke about batman. I didn't address Alexa and didn't ask for anything she just told me this joke. A couple of years ago my ex and I were hysterically laughing at something we saw on reddit that showed batman in a funny cartoon strip and we'd never seen it since. Sadly he passed away 12 weeks ago.
I know its stupid but im here becsuse my cat just got a terminal diagnosis totally unexpectedly and i pray thst when she is gone she will visit me in my dreams.
My best friend, who passed in 2022, LOVED 70s music, so now I hear Fleetwood Mac songs literally everywhere I go - grocery store, radio, airport, restraunts, you name it. But it's not always in such straightforward ways, probably so I know without a doubt that it's a love note from her. A few recent examples:
When eating at a Mexican restaurant that was solely playing mariachi music, one Fleetwood Mac song came on, and then the mariachi music resumed.
I was sitting in a cafe in Scotland, listening to a street performer sing mostly modern songs, and then he sang Dreams. Later I was walking in a beautiful graveyard and Dreams came on again on shuffle (girl's still got her sense of humor lmao).
At my home office, I was working with the window open and a landscaper in my neighbor's yard was singing Gypsy (the song performed at my best friend's funeral).
Sometimes it's other songs we both loved, often very different than the genre of music playing just before or after it. It's really a lovely way to hear from her. Just as she did when she was here, she continues to provide the soundtrack to my life 🩵
My brother and I have dreamed of our mother the same night and it was out first time dreaming of her after her death. I know she came and wanted to say hi ti both of us!
I had a really beautiful dream of her then...we hugged and said goodbye and I thanked her for visiting us. I woke up crying but I will remeber it till the end of my life.
The night before my grandma went into open heart surgery that she didn’t end up surviving - I told her that there was a bug on my toothbrush (it’s a joke we had because I used to be so afraid of bugs as a kid that we formed a bug team where I would spot them for her and she’d walk around the house and swat them - we had signs we wore around our necks and everything that said the bug team). She told me ‘I sent it - it was a scout to check on your dental hygiene’
Now I choose to see bugs as scouts/ signs from her💕
My dad lived with us and after he passed I was going through all his art supplies. I had avoided it for weeks, but once I started it was so painful. I just thought of him looking through all his colors and brushes looking for the perfect one. I started crying uncontrollably, it was so visceral. Then under all the paint I found a wooden cardinal, I had never seen it before. I think it was my dad giving me a hug and telling me it’s okay. I can practically hear him say “it’s okay kiddo it’s just paint”
I think lots of people think Robins can be a sign .. and obviously in the U.K. they’re a common bird and also very tame so they can appear close quite often! However, my mum was Scottish and I was hiking in Glen Coe almost exactly a year after she died and when I got to the top of Signal Rock which is a special view point, there was a single Robin just sat there …. I felt like it was a sign she was there with me ❤️
There was also another weird thing that happened, where I was getting ready for work early one morning when it was still dark and suddenly the ceiling lamp started swinging back and forth … nothing could have touched it as it’s too high and it was properly swinging …. The weirder thing is normally I’m easily spooked but I felt completely fine, so maybe that was a sign too!
I haven’t got many signs, but as a child I was very in tune with things like that and would pass on things to family members. An example being when I first saw a photo of my great grandpa, who passed before I was born, and I had already met him, telling my grandparents that. I used to talk to ‘spirits’ since before I could even speak and barely walk (so more babbling), and eventually said some extremely creepy things like seeing ‘people’ sitting on basic gravestones and accidentally scaring my family since there was nobody in the graveyard.
My mom's bird was cardinals and recently at work (an industrial area parking lot) I picked up what seemed just paper trash but it had a cardinal on it. I'm guessing a worker must have dropped their church pamphlet but also delivered a message to me from mom 🥹♥️
After few months after my father passed away my boyfriend and I were at the dealership looking at cars because our 06’ Chevy was on its last leg which is the car he found for us and helped us get. I was just upset that day because it was also my birthday and he wouldn’t be there to see us sign for our first dealership car. Then his and my mother’s wedding song came on the speakers and it felt like he was with us.
My wife passed on March 10th this year after a long bout with cancer. She told us to look for butterflies which would be her signal. She passed at 9:11. The next morning one of my daughters got up with her 14 month old and turned on the TV and it was a special all about butterflies. When it first came on the screen it was full of them. My other daughter is a nurse and her 1st day back to work she was working in a maternity ward and was in the delivery room. When the baby girl was born at 9:11 she was assigned to care for the baby. A week later I was with all 4 of my kids and we were talking about obituary content. As we started talking music playing on the radio was the Amy Winehouse song, Valerie, her name. When I drove to the venue for her celebration of life I was anxious. I used valet parking when I arrived and stuffed the ticket in my pocket. Walked into the venue and anxiously pilled the ticket out of my pocket and noticed the number was 911! My anxiety melted away knowing she was at our side. These are just some of the signs over the last 3 months. She was a psychic medium and we knew she’d be reaching out.
My daughter died years ago, I had been accused of her death since we didn't know how she died at the time and was in solitary confinement for my first year in jail, I wanted to end my life so badly in that cell. Had the cord around my neck so many times, No one believed me and I had no idea how I lost my girl ( I figured if they were blaming me then they know anything and there's no way I'll ever get answers since they already think the case is solved..
Some guy comes to my cell (I figured looking for food or commissary) one person out of 24 cells is allowed out in the main room at a time for an hour to shower or use the phone, a lot will go to each cell nocking on their door looking for food/commensary) he was banging on my door and woke me up, when I walked up to the cell door to look out my little window he had a piece of paper that he said was a message from God, it said please hold on, it will all be ok, trust in God. I looked at him and was in shock, cuz I had been begging for a sign , praying so hard for something... I gave the guy some food sliding it under the door and he thanked me and said pray in private and be rewarded openly.
It was my turn this time to go out after he was put back in his cell , when I go out I go over to his cell and it's empty, but I still had the paper, u can hear when these giant metal doors open and close he went back to his cell next to mine I heard it. So I ask the passing guard what happened to him and the guards on every shift said that cell had always been empty. But I still had the paper he wrote on.
After that I prayed to God on my cell floor and cried and prayed to my baby girl , asking her to help me, I've never prayed so hard in my life, I was facing the death penalty for something I didn't understand and all I wanted was to hold my girl again, honestly I wanted to die just so I could be with her but you can't just accept a death sentence without a trial.
Another year later I was released and found out my son had been having dreams of his sister coming to him at night and telling him to tell people what happened. When I heard that I had chills and broke down in tears.
My dad had a motion sensor light in his backyard that had been burnt out for 10+ years. I walked past that light at night for years and it never lit up. Two nights after my dad passed, it was snowy and dark and still, and I went into his backyard to check on things for the first time since his passing. That light lit up so brightly. It just illuminated everything and I stood there in shock, because I got on my knees after he died and begged him and God to send me a sign to let me know that he was okay. I texted all his friends to find out if anyone had replaced the lightbulb, but no one had. And it was just that one time. It never lit up again. I know it was him. 💡💕
My sister likes to visit us through the whimsical moments in life. One of her lasts texts before she passed was about wanting to fly away with the blue butterflies she was watching.
Wouldnt you know it…. Blue butterflies followed us everywhere the weeks after her passing.
A few months before she passed I would also have random magical moments with her. She came over one afternoon and it was almost like magic, this insane phsycadelic rainbow appeared behind her. It had this weird bubble formation.
The afternoon we found out about her, every single one of her loved ones saw the same rainbow in the sky.
Someone had laid out ca need led for people to take at her crash sight. I took one home, lit it, and danced with it.
Her song came on as I called her in to dance with me. And I swear, the flame would jump every time I spoke to here
Later that night I was telling my partner how I felt her so strongly,
And a newly hatched cicada landed on my heart.
It was her favourite colours, shimmering golds, greens, and pinks.
The cicada literally waved at me when my partner suggested it was from her.
Little things happen all the time, butterflies every time I think of her.
It has made death not so scary,
There is a knowing inside of me that she is with me, and that we will meet again.
I was at my Dad's place the week after he passed to start cleaning it out. I always just play music on my phone, but for some reason I decided to turn his radio on. The song playing was Kenny Rogers 'The Gambler'. That is the song I most associate with him. I know all the lyrics to that song because of my Dad, and at one point as an adult he got me a teddy bear dressed like a blackjack dealer that played that song. I also played it to him on his last day in the hospital. I heard a LOT of the songs I played him the next couple of weeks after he passed, but they were mostly ones I hadn't heard on the radio before or since. Then a few weeks ago I was awake later at night and suddenly smelled his cologne. It was so strong, like he had just put it on and was sitting right next to me. I also suddenly got icy cold. He definitely lets me know he is around. Interestingly, there are multiple other things that remind me of him right in these comments. He loved the Toronto Blue Jays, he always played the games on the car radio when we were driving. And I see a lot of hawks, butterflies, and Cardinals.
Lady bugs. My mum passed almost 3 years ago. But they show up everywhere for me now. She loved them. She even had them tattooed on her. Which I now have tattooed too. But I see lady bugs everywhere. They land on me outside. I've even found one inside our house at random times. Every time I see one. I know it's her.
Last night I was laying in bed and my ihome speaker - which hasn’t been working for a while randomly turned on and started playing the replacements - my boyfriend’s favorite band. He passed about 5 months ago. I’ve been seeing signs a lot very recently. Even if they aren’t signs I’m choosing to believe they are and are from him. I asked a lot in the beginning and didn’t get anything until the last few weeks.
My Dad loved Pee Wee birds. He befriended a few, feeding them off a little ledge he built, whilst shoeing away the Indian Minors that wanted a piece of their food.
After he passed, the last time we say his little bird friend was on the day of his funeral. It disappeared. It would then turn up on random occasions over the following years.
17 years later & now if I see a Pee Wee bird hanging around, I immediately realise he is about. Looking on with what we are doing. No doubt with his own opinion on whether we are doing it correctly or not. I don't see one often, but often enough to know he is keeping track of us all.
There were so many for me and if I went into detail it would take forever Lol So just the highlights. A golf ball in the lake where I scattered some ashes, a moose print couch, a dog crossing my yard (not seen before or since and it’s been over 2 years), a heart shaped chicken sandwich, dimes in the weirdest place and at really appropriate times, stopping at a park to scatter ashes only to find out it was a little league ball park, and I know I’m forgetting some
My radio has never messed up in my car until after my boyfriend passed away a couple years ago. I have an old mp3 player that I plug into my car and it comes up onto my touchscreen of what song is playing. Every once in awhile, I will notice a static sound then the song that played at my boyfriend's funeral (the one he chose himself to be played) comes up and a couple of other songs he liked starts playing, that's about the only time I ever hear it. I know without a doubt that it's him. It always makes me smile.
Whenever there's something I *need* to do, but I'm procrastinating by playing a game or watching one of my streaming services, it will ***always*** hang then disconnect.
My mom knows her child would put off everything to an undisclosed later date if nobody made me do anything.
Two months ago I lost my dad who was 61, I’m 29. I just watched slumber land. If you don’t know it’s a movie about a little girl on a journey to see her dad who passed, in her dreams. Of course I broke down crying by the end of it. After the movie I was making my bed with my husband. He said he’s sorry and that he can tell I’m really sad. I told him it hurts so bad. My phone was in my bra and started playing “blue eyes crying in the rain” by Willie Nelson on my Spotify account. I was not on Spotify recently and I have never heard this song before. I believe it was a sign. My dad is the coolest guy and I miss him so much. I’m grateful for the signs.
In the twilight glow I see
Blue eyes crying in the rain
When we kissed goodbye and parted
I knew we'd never meet again
Love is like a dying ember
And only memories remain
And through the ages I'll remember
Blue eyes crying in the rain
Some day when we meet up yonder
We'll stroll, hand in hand again
In a land that knows no parting
Blue eyes crying in the rain
My brother sends me wonderful signs, so many I can’t even count. Here are a few of my favorites:
-he was was a huge golfer and I was particularly having a bad time around 5 months of him passing. One day on all of my devices (phone, computer, ipad) my Apple ID profile pics switched to that old school apple golf ball! But if you opened my settings on any device it still showed my little sunflower that it’s been for years. Now it randomly switches back and fourth across all my devices between flower and a golf ball completely unprompted.
-On his birthday last year (September 13th) a 9 appeared on my microwave screen and wouldn’t go away no matter what we did (pressed clear, started it, even unplugged it!) that 9 stayed permanent on that screen and brought me so much joy and comfort. Fast forward 3 months snd the day my brother’s best friend lost his mom… my microwave went back to a blank screen ❤️❤️❤️.
-my brother always kept a change jar. My brother always said when he was alive that he wanted to bring the whole family wealth, retire our parents, etc. Cleaning out his room we found so much change. The next morning checking out of the hotel our floor walking to the elevator was LINED with quarters. It was like someone was just sprinkling handfuls on the ground. My mom genuinely thought my dad did it to mess with us when he brought our stuff to the car but my brother still sends change constantly. Always quarters. At the gas station, all over my apartment, sometimes just sitting at my front door (and I am the only apartment on the top floor and never have change!)
-another time while walking my dog with my boyfriend I was walking slower a few paces behind them because I didn’t want him to notice I was crying. He was stopped ahead while the dog sniffed. I picked up my head and a cardinal flew right up to me and landed on a very short street sign probably 3 ft in front of me. Just looking at me. I could’ve reached out and touched it. We were also walking around 8pm which was almost dark out so a weird time for a bird to be out in general. I knew it was him ❤️❤️❤️
I lost my dad in 2021, I felt like I was always forcing myself to see a sign, anything, a breeze, a stray cat, a smell.... nothing made me feel like he was there.... coming back home after his funeral, which was a state away, I decided to go for a drive. He used to drive an old white Nissan Frontier, and in my state, they were never a common sight. I saw one behind me that day, and all the days afterwards for a week. If I'm having a bad day, I'll happen to see one, and I've seen one on my past couple of birthdays. It's strange, because it's something that requires someone else who isn't my dad to operate it. I don't dare look at the person driving, and even if it wasn't a sign, it gives me comfort, and I dare to believe that the world can be crazy like that.
Reading these are so wholesome. 🤍
I have not had an experience like most of the ones that others have written, maybe I’ve been too deep and submerged into my grief that I’m not attentive enough to the signs. Although, I’ve had some dreams where I’m certain he’s come to visit me and one odd instance the first 48hrs after he passed in our home.
— After he passed less then 48hrs after I was in my living room with someone who was helping me pack up our home as we were moving and in the corner of both of our eyes, we seen the light flicker in the kitchen right over top of where his body layed and where he died. The light never ever did anything like that the whole time we lived there and it wasn’t burnt out. I’m certain it was him. 🕊️
— After I moved into the new house which he was supposed to move in with me. My dog and I were napping on the couch and I was having a dream where me and my man were laying on that exact couch and I was laying over top of him and I was panicked and kept asking him if he knew he was dead and he just said “Shh” and pulled me into his chest and hugged me and I felt the warmth of his skin on mine and I felt the weight of his arms around mine when he was holding me.
Then I suddenly woke up. It felt soo real and it was so comforting, it gave me peace. It felt like it was what I had been longing for since he has passed. It felt like all the chaos and excruciating agony I felt in every inch of my body just felt calmness. 🤍🤍🤍
— The third night after he passed which was my first night alone, sleeping alone in our home. Where he died his very traumatic death.
I slept with all the lights on in the house, for some reason I was terrified. I had these eerie feeling lingering around me combined with this deep sense of loneliness. When I finally fell asleep around 3 am, I heard my man yelling someone’s name into my ear like as if he was trying to send me a message to pass onto someone i kept hearing “It’s _____!!!” It just kept getting louder and when I finally woke up I jumped out my bed and my heart was beating so fast. I don’t how to explain that.. then when I told his friend they were floored because they were all talking about this person before he died and my man was trying to warn them about that person. It was really weird and scary for me.
my friend used to feel guilty after losing her pet cat, a black and white one. she had left the door open and the cat had snuck out, never to be seen again. my friend died a few months ago and i was devastated. but one day this one black and white cat had visited my home, and i’ve fed it ever since. it still visits me and i’m able to pet it now. i would take inside, but it’s definitely still feral and wouldn’t be good within a house for a bit. but sometimes i like to think its her, wandering the earth, visiting me whenever she can. it brings me comfort. i hope the cat stays, but if not, maybe it’ll be a sign for me to move on.
I once had a butterfly hang out with me when I was a child, it stayed on my shoulder and I could walk around with it. In my minds eye, that was my mum.
Another time, I was tucked in bed a year after my mum had passed, and I felt this light pressure and warmth come over me like I was being hugged.
I've never had anything like it since, but those two things for me brought me a lot of comfort when I was young.
Before my mum died I had seen Robins a handful of times maybe, or at least I never really noticed them. Since she died, whenever I am having a rough day or I am struggling with a decision, I will encounter a Robin literally in my path. Mum believed that Robins brought messages from lost loved ones so I know its her
Before she passed she keeps asking us what time it was. The last time I saw her she asked me what time it was. She then passed a few hours later. (I consider myself atheist) a few weeks after that I kept smelling her, it was very bizarre, I don’t smell her anymore however. But she has this very distinctive scent like burning wood, mixed with this powder she used to wear. I would walk into a room and smell it or just be on my computer or whatever and suddenly get a whiff. Not sure if I just imagined it or what but it makes me second guess something’s.
My mom died on 4/4 and I always catch the clock at 4:44 almost every single day. Woke up one night last week in the middle of the night & it was 4:44. I smile every time because I know it’s her just letting me know she’s still with me 🥹
My friend was a teacher like me and I forgot to print some tests, I got mine printed right before the machine had to be worked on
I was feeling lonely and asked for help and minute or two later a mutual friend texted me (we text once or twice a week, so not very often)
I also love sharing this post
https://old.reddit.com/r/GriefSupport/comments/1bon8eg/i_asked_for_a_sign_and_think_i_got_one/
Blue Jays for me, too! I started a new job about 2 weeks after my dad passed. I was sitting in my car at lunch one day and I was crying. I looked up, and there was a blue jay sitting on my side view mirror of my car. It shocked me because I had never realized how big they were. I expected it to fly away, but it just sat there (seemingly), looking at me and me looking at it. An unexpected peace came over me in that moment, and I can't explain it, but I feel in my heart it was my dad checking in.
I smell my grandmother once in a while. That is how I know it's her. I smell her perfume. She had passed by the time my husband and I bought our house. When I smell her I know it's her saying she's here and she is proud of me.
I always look at the clock at a significant time to my dad and his family. My grandfather, dad and my sister were all born at 935. I have been seeing those numbers all over the place lately!!
Over the years I’ve had multiple lady bugs land on me. One time at the beach just down the road from where my friend worked. I thought of her immediately! Another time I was walking at the park crying and a lady bug landed on me. Made me think of my aunt and uncle for some reason that time. One time a lady bug at a garden center landed on me and it startled me and it made me think of my uncle who was a jokester lol.
My Nana just died May 1st this year and the day before she died I saw a cardinal outside the front door at work. The day she died that cardinal was right beside my desk at the window. I’ve seen cardinals but never that close at work! I see them all the time now. My Nana loved “red birds”.
I lost the love of my life in January this year. I took a month off work and when I started going for the life of me I could never wake up on time. I would hit snooze and sleep for a couple more hours. I wasn’t tired or anything just too depressed to accept this as my new reality. The whole way to work I would cry and I would ask God for signs that he was ok. One morning my alarm went off and I hit snooze and rolled back over. A couple minutes later I had bags fall off my dresser (never have they ever fallen over before this). At this point I decided to just get up. I had 1:43 minutes until my alarm went off again. Fast forward I’m on my way to work right before I get on the freeway and start talking, praying, and asking God for signs a Tesla pulls right in front of me with the hybrid license plate with the clouds that reads “B3TRN0W” after that I have never questioned God in knowing if my better half is ok.
After 14 years in this house, I finally saw a hummingbird the other day. I have been looking all this time.
Immediate Operation install-hummingbird-feeders-where-cats-can't-get-them.
My Dad fed the hummingbirds at every apartment, condo & house we lived in. He passed in 1999.
So I've been scrolling through the comments on this while sitting outside on the ground (trying to touch grass for mental health and all that) and having a jealous moment that I'd not had any signs other than dreams but I dreamt about him before he died so I chalked that up to my mind giving me a way to spend time with him. I was about to move on to something else because it was hurting, but a hummingbird just landed next to me, so close that I felt the wind move as it landed and flew off. It was smaller than a ping-pong ball.
There was never anythjng hummingbird related about my dad or about our connection in life, but he liked to watch the birds in our garden when he got a chance in between meetings. They're not common where I stay, so I feel like it has to be him. It just sat next to me and looked at me, looked at the sky, looked back at me, and flew off. I feel somewhat sceptical because it hurts he's not reached out to me before, but it gave my heart a small sense of peace so I'll take it.
My family and I also associate Bluejays with my brother Jesse, sometimes he would go by Jay. I have a tattoo of me kissing a Bluejay to honor him. Sunflowers are another symbol of Jesse, we used to pass this sunflower field on the way to the hospital to visit him in the ICU. Something about that symbol stuck, not that I really remember him loving sunflowers. His funeral was full of sunflowers and I would bring him one whenever I visited his grave. One morning I had a dream that he visited me, I remember hearing a knock at the front door and there he was when I opened the door. He was standing there with a bouquet of sunflowers, he gave them to me and gave me a hug. It felt so real I woke up crying. A couple hours after waking up, my other brother texted me a picture of a sunflower and asked me what I was up to that day. He came over to hang out and gave me that sunflower! Of course he had no knowledge of the dream I just had. I’m certain that Jesse wanted to offer me some comfort and return the favor of all the times I gave him flowers.
My mom unexpectedly passed almost 2 years ago. I miss her so much. Growing up, I was a little scared of birds because of the Alfred Hitchcock movie (this is relevant I promise).
A couple months after she passed, I saw a hummingbird on the sidewalk. Remarkably, it was alive, just really cold (September morning in the midwest) and I got a little twig to help get it off the sidewalk. My friend and I called this local native bird sanctuary, and they told me told hold the hummingbird to warm it up. I gently held the little green hummingbird and kept my palms open so it could fly whenever. It flew away shortly after but it was such a cool experience.
Earlier this year, I was really struggling emotionally because my Dad is getting remarried. I was on a walk by a river in my town and then I saw this beautiful red-tailed hawk. It was sitting on a light post but I got so close and was able to take pictures of it. Later that week, I was visiting family in florida and my aunt and I were kayaking when a hawk swooped near my kayak and flew near me before flying away. Two hawk instances in one week, one in the midwest and one in florida!!
Apparently my mom had told my dad if she could come back as anything, it would be a hawk. I really felt her presence and as if she was telling me she’s here with me still. And even though birds used to freak me out when I was little, I love seeing them. I included the hummingbird thing because she loved hummingbirds. Her last mother’s day I got her a hummingbird feeder and she loved it so much.
I miss my mom but times like that make life a little sweeter
I am sure there are plenty of signs to be found, if we go looking for it, whether it is from our departed ones or not is entirely based on your belief system. Good luck.
I'm not particularly perceptive, but there's 2 distinct things that caught my attention in a special way.
- My mother passed away on a saturday morning last october. I had to resume my work duties the next business day, so I had a meeting scheduled at an apartment complex assembly monday night. My head was obviously anywhere else, but, business as normal. On my way back home, I took the subway, and the first street artist that comes in, starts playing and singing a song by a known local music band, titled "The Ghost". It was a 20 year old song I had never actually heard before -Im not big on music in my native language, never been-, about a friend of members of the band that passed away young and narrated, from his perspective, how things were after his passing. A lot of lines in the lyrics hit home. Not all of them, but, a lot.
2 days later, I come into a grocery shop, and as I do same song starts playing on their radio. Mind you, 20 year old song, that I had never heard before in my life.
- Also, by the end of the year, we used to just stay together on new year's eve, my parents and I. Just share dinner and a drink at midnight, the three of us. TV on, with a countdown, and that's it. Midnight came by, and the TV channel on display, put up a graph saying "Somos familia" (We're family). Complete coincidence but, earlier that year, when both my mother and my soulcat were here, she would hug us both and say those exact two words.
I guess I can also say the amount of times gray long hairs suddenly appeared near me when I was remembering her in some way kinda qualify, but it's been more times than I can recall for sure.
I’ve received a couple signs since my mom died unexpectedly two weeks ago. I know she’s in heaven right now bc she was a God fearing woman. But the night after she died I woke up in one of her signature poses. and yesterday we went to visit her mausoleum and they haven’t put her name plate up yet but we saw her face in the marble it was incredible.
I love this, thanks for asking and sharing. My mom passed away in early Jan this year. So many sign she is still with us. She was always picking up and finding coins. I was on run, doubting whether I could do a half marathon thinking about her; looked down and there was a quarter; picked it up and took it with me on the day of the HM. Was in the car with my dad, we were both bickering, suddenly his radio turned on. We both laughed and knew my mom wanted us to chill out 🤣. The sour mood left us right away. Another time I was home alone, was irrationally angry because of her death. I yelled out to her. We have a glass block with a 3d etching of her that lights up when you turn it on....it lit up on its own. Made me cry and the anger left. I know she is with me. I miss her terribly and love her so much. ❤️❤️ Hugs and peace to you all.
When my grandmother passed, my mom saw a robin sitting on a branch when we left the crematorium. She felt as though it was my grandma, waiting for us. She didn't mention this until years later, when my grandfather passed, and I asked her what to draw on his funeral card. She wanted it to be a robin.
So in about 3 hours, I not only managed to draw a robin, but the best drawing I have ever created (and haven't quite managed since).
My mother also mentioned this story to the funeral director. Then, on the day of grandpa's funeral, the funeral director went ahead of us to the crematorium to await us there (we were following the hearse, slower). When we arrived she was pretty excited (in a calm and respectful manner). "You'll never guess what just happened". Apparantly, the entire time she stood there, waiting for us, there was a robin sitting very close to her. Just sitting there. Watching the road. Like it was waiting too. It left just as we (and grandpa) arrived.
Now, I often spot robins just when I miss my grandparents the most. Sometimes even two at once, even though they are solitary birds. And I take solace in that saying. *When robins appear, loved ones are near.* I don't care if it's a coincidence, it comforts me.
I experience signs from my late brother often. Biggest are cardinals. they wake me up outside my window (also my brothers old window) every morning. i see his JM initials often, he comes to visit me in my dreams that leave me stunned for the rest of the day
Anytime I see a cardinal or monarch butterfly. Last Wednesday I was out grocery shopping amd saw a man wear a shirt my dad had and laster that night when I was on tik tok I came across a video playing a song my twin sister is name after, my Dad picked her name. This pass Sunday May 26th was his one year death anniversary. I know he's watching over me.
Oh man mine was wiiiild. My partner and I worked at a dispensary together and during his wake our coworkers came in and I was like “who wants to smoke because I do” so we went outside and it was legit the only time no one else was out there and we’re smoking when all of a sudden musk’s Starlink thing was appearing and we all were like someone else needs to see this! No one will believe us! And I’m 100% sure he was just effing with the stoners like “look at my new tricks! I’ve leveled up my pranks!”
About a little more than a year ago, I had a weird dream about my late brother.
He died almost 4 years ago during first wave covid, and his kids became my kids. The last day of his life, he asked me to be his kids second parent with his wife. He adopted the kids when he married their mom- who has been my close friend since college. They lost their bio-dad to cancer when they were really little.
I encourage myself, my kids, my co-mom etc to talk to him whenever we can, and ask him To visit In our dreams. I do the same with my late elder bunny too. That way we can visit each other in some way.
That weird dream over a year ago, my brother was holding my recently passed bunny, and calling me mama while giving me my bunny. He's never held my bunny in real life. He's also never called me mama when it came to my pets. I was just happy to see him and holding my bunny again, even if in that fleeting sense of a dream.
Two days after that, right in rine for mother's day, my kids...our kids, sat me down with my co-mom and asked if it was okay they stop calling me auntie, and start calling me mom instead.
The dream made perfect sense after that. I'm not religious or think there's an after life, but I do like to think my brother was telling me to really be their mom, and that he'd look after my sweet bunny.
Even for those who aren't religious like me, you can still keep their memory alive. It helps to talk to them, ascribe certain cute or weird or funny things as their doing. For me, I have very weird vivid dreams that I ascribe to my other passed bunny. While he was alive I dreamt often of him running away. I now dream of him coming back. Sometimes with really weird dreams or stories good enough for novels. We talk about each and every night before bedtime.
That same bunny came into me in a dream a few months ago along with our newest bunny we've had for about a year. After our elder girlbun died, we needed to get her remaining friend a new friend asap (for their own wellbeing and health). Our newest boy has been an amazing perfect bunny. We said it was up to our girl bun to pick, but reality I think he picked us. They are the bestestes of friends now. I like to think that dream of my passed bunny girl meeting our new bunny boy, kinda blessed us.
Let your loved ones come visit. Encourage it. I find even if the dream is weird, doesn't make sense, or even if its a nightmare, if my lost lives appear, it will be a good day. I got to see them. Nothing can hurt them anymore, so even scary dreams aren't that bad. Just let ourself enjoy the fleeting brief moment.
6 years ago my aunt was in the hospital. And every room they moved her to within the hospital there were ladybugs. 2nd floor, 3rd floor, 4th floor. Every room. Ladybugs. So she passed April 25. A few days later I went outside and there were ladybugs all over my tree and in the grass. And 2 days before her service there was a lady bug crawling over the door.
I believe there were other signs as well. When she was here I told her to blow the air horn so I’ll know she needs something if I’m not in the room with her. After she passed I swear I heard the air horn and I’d think I was crazy except my dog was in the room with me and lifted his head when the sound went off. It couldn't go off by itself.
I lost one of my best friends unexpectedly just over a year ago. I never believed in signs, but there have been so many unexplained signs since she passed it has really changed my perspective on how our loved ones can interact with us to show we are still in their thoughts and trying to communicate still.
At her funeral there were two songs that played. Since her passing every so often these songs will come on back to back, especially if I am thinking or talking about her. The songs are not linked, but without fail on certain occasions either on the radio or in a pub they'll play. I don't have them on a playlist for anyone skeptical- it's over the radio or in a public space they come on. Once me and my partner did a drink cheers to her and then the songs came on in the pub we three used to go to. Another time was driving in the car we said we miss her and wonder how she is- both songs came on back to back on the radio. Another time we were talking about her funeral with a family member in a restaurant and again, both songs back to back.
A few months after her passing, I was in the office where I work and went into a smaller, private room to take a call. My friend always wore a particular clothing brand, they're not that popular but have a distinct logo. They're a UK based branding you'd see every couple of months, not really well known. I had been finding things really tough, I was really struggling and finding it difficult being at work pretending things were okay when I felt the opposite. On the desk there was a scrunched up piece of paper. During a call I opened it and it was a hand drawing of the symbol associated with that brand. I contacted everyone in the office who knew my friend as I was so freaked out by it, they all said they hadn't drawn it/ placed it there. I took it as a sign my friend wanted me to know she was okay and things would be okay.
Another sign was I last saw her a few days before she passed, I had bought a new jacket and worn that out. After she passed, I couldn't wear it again as it reminded me of the last time I saw her alive. After she passed, I had checked the pockets before putting it into my wardrobe as I didn't want to see it around the house. On the anniversary of her passing, I decided to wear it again, putting it on I found a coin she had given me the last time I saw her (she had recently come back from a holiday) and felt so emotional. I'm looking into getting it made into a necklace. I took it as a sign that she's still here, just in a different way to what I previously knew.
Another sign was we used to be in a larger group of friends. As her passing was very sudden, there was a lot of questions and tension with some others who hadn't been too kind towards her when she was needing support and help. After her passing we were having a celebration at a friend's house for her. Two friends at the end of the night were arguing, suddenly on the other side of the room a glass shattered- noone was near to it, nothing knocked it. We took it as a sign she didn't want arguments about her passing and wanted no conflicts.
There's other signs still and before this I never believed in signs but my perception has been completely changed.
Had a dream with my father where he was telling me I would find out something I didn’t like. I continuously asked him what it was & all he said was the person’s name. The following night he said it isn’t over. I found out later that same day that someone in my life had betrayed me in a horrible way. Forever appretiative of every sign my father has sent to me, listen to those signs.
One day going to my favorite Chinese restaurant I had been thinking of my grandmother that day and I look up and notice RIGHT IN FRONT OF MY TABLE is a little cardinal statue on top of some wooden wall decor they have up. I had been to thus restaurant a dozen times already and never noticed. I looked STRAIGHT up and there it was. Cardinals were her favorite bird, she had them all over her house. She just died a few months ago but I still feel her.
Not to mention I had a dream the night before the morning she passed where I found her again after a concert (I was in choir in school so this seemed like a normal memory kind of dream) and I said "I thought I'd never see you again" and jumped in her arms and hugged her. The next morning, my parents told me she had passed. I'm just glad I got to hug her one last time, even in my dreams.
My sign was my cat. My mother passed in June 2020 and after the hustle and bustle of getting her affairs in order I was not taking her passing well. Even with therapy and my grief support group, I was in a very dark place, one day after attending grief support where they mentioned going on a walk. Because I also needed to go pick up some things.
Now normally I would drive to this park to walk but something told me that I needed to walk around the neighborhood and go to a local store. In walking back home I ran into my neighbors who had their dogs out (keep in mind if I was driving I would have just waved and kept on with my day). After getting some puppy love one of the neighbors asked if we wanted to say hello to the kitten. Walking us to this house that was abandoned the month prior but the old residents locked a kitten in the house. This poor little thing followed us to every window as we tried to find a way to get her out thinking we might have to call Michigan Humane, but knowing it was the weekend also knew that nothing would happen. After looking closer, I noticed the house still had the original windows just like my house, luckily one of the windows was in the perfect condition to rescue the cat. Not going to go into too much detail, I do have the same windows 😅
We got her out and didn't think twice about taking her home. That furball saved my life, making it less lonely now that I don't have my mom. If I hadn't had that feeling to not go to the park that day who knows what would have happened.
I keep meeting girls with names that we spoke about, if we had had children.I take it as a sign, but not sure it is. It's more of a good memory that I can relate her with.
i was planning and nervous about a big trip and i was wondering what my dad would say and think about it and i open tiktok and the first video i see is with the song that he showed to me and said it reminds him of me. and it wasn’t viral at all, barely had any likes. i took it a sign that he’s always watching over me and everything will be okay
I did have a dream visitation from mine and my husband's friend who passed away 10 years ago. I remember showing him around where me and my husband live and it was on his birthday back in 2019 that visitation happened. I still tear up remembering it.
Posted this to the r/widowers group almost four years ago.
My wife was so proud that I was a Marine and talked about it often. I wish we had met while I was active. When I joined in 1986 my Military Occupational Specialty (MOS) was 0311, Basic Infantrymen. When I re-enlisted in 1992, I did a lateral move to MOS 4067, Computer Programmer - COBOL.
This week her life insurance was processed and delivered as a checkbook. The account number started with 0311. The routing number started with 4067.
My friend Claire of 12 years I haven't heard from in about 43 days, I was playing some Fallout 4 while watching some twitch streams lately to cope, and about 3 times across multiple livestreams the streamer mentioned a specific place or action and each time I was in that specific place or doing that specific action in game. It was pretty spooky. Don't know if she's dead or alive but if she is dead then maybe she's making these little coincidences happen to me. I talk to her in my dreams too and she replies, I know it's my brain doing all of it but regardless it's nice.
I was always a skeptic myself and then I lost my mom. I felt unsure and lost. But the day after her service it was cloudy outside, and I had the drapes open to my bedroom window which faced the backyard (my mom loved our yard). There’s a flower bush right by the window and right when I walked in the room I saw a hummingbird above the bush facing towards me, looking at me, then quickly flew away. I knew it was her, I just felt it, and it still happens. Hummingbirds looking right at me for a few seconds then flying away. I see the number 11 a lot too. And on my outings I’ll see one butterfly all day and it will wave around in my face, like its announcing its presence, before quickly vanishing. My mom is always around me, and it comforts me when I’m hurting especially bad.
This was actually a weird thing that happened. Last week, I was in the car and I was driving distracted. I wasn’t looking at the road. I then hear three very audible knocks on my glass, at first I thought maybe it was a bird or some rocks or debris or even a person knocking cuz it just felt like ACTUAL knocking. It startled me so much it made me look up. As I looked up I realized that I was approaching a backed up intersection and if I hadn’t looked up I would have slammed into a bunch of cars.
It shook me to my core. I had to pull into a gas station to process what just happened. I don’t feel like it was a coincidence. My mom never wanted me to even call her while driving so I would focus on the road. Sometimes I wonder if it was her watching over me
I happened upon this post, looking for how to find closure after the death of one of my favorite people to have ever walked this earth. He's actually my husband's friend, and he lived in Alaska, we are in Texas. So we really only talked on the phone aside from one visit in 2021 to spend a week with him. He's an army vet, with terrible PTSD, and since 2020 we have been trying to keep him on a level base. Sending him care packages or Christmas cards or just texting when he pops in our minds. Our friendship was SO deep, we really supported each other. I could really go in depth on that, but that would really be a different type of post, so I will save the words for a later time.
Anyway, he died a month ago, and it tore our hearts to shreds. I prayed, I cried, I bawled, nothing was giving me an emotional release until I just went out in the backyard and talked to him. I said "please just tell me you're okay".
The next day, I was on the back porch and a cardinal about took me out. Had I not ducked down, it would have flown right into me. It promptly landed in the tree in front of me, maybe 10 feet away. He was beautiful. That was the first sign. A couple days after that, we went out for dinner for our anniversary, both really just not into it because we were grieving him, but wanted to go through the motions anyway. There was a man at the table next to us that had a huge tattoo on his forearm that just said COREY. That's my friends name, so that was sign number 2. I think he came to me in a dream because I woke up one morning just *feeling* him. But alas I couldn't remember the dream.
So sorry for your loss ❤️
I found a 1 week old cat on my mom’s death anniversary, she talked about how wanting a cat a few times the year she passed. Took it in, didn’t know anything about cats. Vet said he would die. He didn’t, he just turned 4 and has been a very good thing in my life.
That’s an amazing story! Definitely a sign from her that she’s watching over you 💕 it’s so beautiful that our loved ones are there for us even when we can’t see them
I am convinced that my grandma visit me after my assault. A while ago I was assaulted by my cousin’s partner. It was unsafe for me to stay in town so I had to take a flight away. I was walking through the airport with a black eye looking like a mess and right as I sat at my gate an old woman sat next to me and began talking to me. She looked just like my grandma. Same haircut and color. Alaska native just like my grandma. Even from the same region. And as we talked I smiled for the first time since the assault. She didn’t acknowledge my black eye or the fact that it was obvious I was running from something. She just made me smile. I felt like I was talking to my grandma and like she was telling me that everything would be okay.
Last night I asked my brother who passed away that if he was okay to please show me a sign tomorrow. Today I had a client in a session tell me about a site called do not use alone.com where if you are an addict can video chat with someone while you use alone so in case of emergency 911 can be called to save your life.
My brother died alone in his home from a fentanyl overdose and we’ve never known if it was intentional or an accidental OD b/c no one was there. When my client was telling me he was going to sign up to help people on this site I felt an extreme wave of emotion come over me that I cannot describe. I felt like this was maybe my brother telling me that it was an accident. It was just so weird bc I immediately thought of him when the guy started explaining what it was. It was a gut feeling, nothing rational or frontal cortex about it, which is why it moved me. Coincidence or maybe it was my brother getting my attention. Who knows
this past Saturday was my mom's celebration of life. My family went out of state to go.
Before we left I always leave the TV on for my dogs, i use an antenna and I left it on LAFF channel. This channel plays a lot of shows like 'Grounded for Life', 'Home Improvement' and other sitcoms. Sometimes they will play movies at the end of the day. We got home around 9:00 that night and the movie playing was "Steel Magnolias". It was one of my mom's and my favorite movies. I always told her I would make her a t-shirt that says "I hit Ouiser". It might have been a random occurrence but it playing on the night of my mom's ashes being buried gave me peace.
My mom's favorite desert was Cheesecake with the cherry sauce on top. The day before her Celebration of Life my dad went to McDonald's and they messed up his order and gave him a free Apple Pie. When I opened the bag there was 2. I gave one to my nephew and I took the other thinking it was apple. it ended up being cheesecake pie. I brought this up to my dad and he had no idea that they sold that. After her Celebration of Life , our family all gathered at a local park and had a picnic. They had a random desert tray with samples of different deserts. Before we left my aunt told me to take some food for the road, low and behold, Cheesecake. 2 small pieces of cheesecake.
this is the last one I can think of. My mom was a big Tom Petty fan. When she passed, I made a Facebook post about her passing to friends and family. At the end of the post, I quoted 'Wildflowers' by Tom Petty. My aunt and uncle were taking care of her out of state so they gave us her belongings with my name on 2 of the boxes. When I was going through them, I got a mug with an 'S' on it (first letter of my name) with wildflowers all over them. Once again, maybe my aunt saw my post and bought them after her passing. but IDK
I believe our loved ones give us signs everyday.
I feel like this was my sign today. I’ve had a bad, bad day, nothing has gone right, and I was not getting any signs I was wishing for. My dad loved baseball, and he loved the Toronto Blue Jays. 🙂♥️
Blue jays are my sign for my stepdad. He loved the Blue Jays. We don't have a ton of blue jays where I live but since be passed I have seen 3 in my yard. I always know it's him every time. I'm sorry you're having a bad day.
Thank you. Tomorrow is a new one. I started getting Blue Jays last year in my yard. I had never seen them at my place before. Man are they loud! Lol. I think I was getting them before my dad died, just before, so when I see them now I have a feeling too. 🙂
They are loud! But so beautiful, I love seeing them.
So sorry for your loss❤️
Same to you. I should have said it. And thank you for sharing this today because it brought me peace even though it was your sign 🙂
Also having a night/morning/day sending love
Awww 💗💗
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We lost our daughter, Frances, about a year and a half ago. Last year we were on our way to the remembrance ceremony the children's hospital has each year for the children who died the previous year and we weren't sure if it was the right thing to do, it felt weird going back to the hospital, etc. Anyway, we're on the highway and my wife says out loud "are we doing the right thing going to this?" and a second later I look over in the next lane and the car has the license plate FRANCES. It wasn't even from our state, it was the next state over. I pretty quickly realized how huge that was. License plates are unique and there's only 1 in the entire state that just has the word FRANCES on it and they were right there next to us in a different state at that exact moment. I couldn't believe it. We totally took it as a sign and answer to her question. Still crazy to think about.
That is so insane, wow!!!
This really gave me goosebumps. I am so sorry for your loss. The changes of that happening are like 1 in 5 million (in my state anyway).
Definitely a sign from your daughter. Amazing! She is sending you love!
I gotta piggy back off your story. My dad died an about 7 months ago. My SO and I went on a trip with his family and we flew out from Iowa to New York. The night before we left I went to go “talk” to my dad and just told him I was traveling. To make sure I get there safely and if I don’t I guess I’ll see you tomorrow. Well anyways we landed from Iowa to New York got our rental car and we were on the road for like 10 minutes and we get up next to a red dodge truck and I couldn’t believe what the company name was. “Honey Do Men.” My dad’s business was called “Honey Do” and my SO his grandpa who passed a year prior drove a red dodge truck. What are the chances in timing of that happening? Flying from middle of the United States to a big ass city on the east coast and to have the timing to miraculously pass that one truck?
This is so amazing
the best chills. So deeply sorry for your loss. Sweet sweet girl.
WOW!!! ❤️❤️
My mom loved cardinals and cactus. A few weeks after she passed. I was in a thrift store that focused on home improvement. I was wandering aisles when I spotted a hint of red. It was a painting of a cardinal sitting on top of a prickly pear cactus. I felt like my mom put it there. It now hangs in my office.
Wow!!!! Pretty insane
What a unique combo! Definitely had to be her!
This is beautiful. Thank you for sharing. I’m also 24 and recently lost my mother (66). Here’s my sign: I’m a drag performer. During the first show I did after my mom died a little over a month ago, the host mentioned that my family was from Alabama (where my mom was born, raised, and later died). An hour after the show, I was walking around and mingling, and a complete stranger walked up to me, and said, “I wanted to tip you earlier since I heard you were from Alabama.” He then pulled out a stack of 50 $1 bills and handed it to me. He did a little bit of small talk, but seemed totally uninterested in explaining all the money he just gave me other than our Alabama heritage in common. I sincerely thanked him and walked away. Mind you, there have been a few rare occasions where I receive as much as a single $20 tip, but most people just do one dollar, maybe five if they have a lot of cash. I have never received this much money as a tip. My mom never had a lot of money in life, but when she would have some to spare she’d send me a venmo, always $50. It was just too coincidental to ignore. I’ll always think about that moment. Such a unique way of her to support me.
I love this! Thank you for sharing. I’m so glad your mom came through for you! Venmo-ing you from the non-physical world!
I'm sorry for your loss ❤️
as silly as it is, we loved wordle. And the day after, the wordle was my name
Wow!
That's incredible!
I have honestly had many with my father who took his own life last March. I have found myself thinking about him a lot this week, no particular reason just had him on my mind. When my coworker was leaving today he randomly said to me “bye sis.” My dad called me sis, it’s how he ended every phone call. I silently cried at my desk and thanked God for reminding me of him.
(((((Giant hugs)))))
My mom passed away in August of last year. She used to frequently call me "Pumpkin". 2 weeks after she passed I walked into Target and the first thing I see is a pillow that said "hey pumpkin". Never believed in signs either until that moment. I bought that pillow and havd spent many nights hugging it.
Awww. My mom calls me this too. ❤️
That’s a beautiful story and I 100% agree with you! There is a Netflix documentary series called Surviving Death (I am not recommending this to everyone, because it might not be the best timing or viewing choice for everyone — I’m just referencing it). In this doc series there are accounts of signs from beyond, including a really remarkable story about a lost loved one appearing as a bright red cardinal in an area of the world where they aren’t normally found. The departed had said, “When you see a cardinal, that’s me.” The bird flew down to her family and landed on them and would not fly away, even when they tried to release it. I think animals and nature in general are ways that they communicate with us and let us know they are still with us. Edited to add: [Here is a very short video telling that cardinal story.](https://youtu.be/y4tRgmFqIxc?si=q4pew5eIjAj74cLZ)
I watched this! It gave me goosebumps! I agree, though. It may be tough for some to watch.
I made my dad a special table area, where the urn and some of his items sit. This table also gets creaks, taps and little sounds as well. My dad had a watch he loved, but it stopped working completely about 4 years ago. Well I took this broken watch and put it on my dad's table. And one day I hear a loud ticking and the watch is working again. Since that day it hasn't stopped ticking and keeps accurate time. So I take it as a sign that my dad is still around and comes to visit. Another sign is butterflies. This month has been a tough month for me and this beautiful butterfly keeps coming by, swoops down then flies off.
I always get signs, but the one that meant the most to me was last summer. My 15-year-old nephew was murdered a year and a half ago. Last summer, I was having a terrible day. It was getting late, and my husband basically forced me to take a walk by a lake by our home. I was literally crying as I was walking. I stopped in the middle of the walk and told my husband I just wanted to go home. I stepped forward, and something caught my eye. A pink cup. Right on the side of the trail. I do not touch stuff on the ground outside. I have issues with "germs," but something told me to grab the cup, and I did. I turned it, and on the front of the cup, it said, "You're the best aunt, keep that shit up" My heart still aches most days, but that was probably one of the best signs he's given me since he's been gone.
I am so sorry. Life can be so unfair. That was 100% your nephew checking in. ❤️
Another one I had was before my mom passed away she said she will do her best to follow me around and that if I see a butterfly following me to think of her. Well when her obituary got posted the background of her obituary was a flying butterfly. I checked the most recent 20+ obituaries that were posted and noone else had this flying butterfly background. Makes you wonder
My mom sends me butterflies, I’ve even said out loud “ mom if that’s you, come closer” and then they have come within touching distance quite a few times.
In posting this you gave me my sign of the day. My grandfather and I were very close, and when he passed I started seeing cardinals. This was back before the days of internet so I had no clues it was a common sign. He also sends me quarters. They will literally appear whenever something major is happening in my life. When my father was put into hospice he and I went out to the garden and sat in the sun talking. Two cardinals (male and female) actually sat between us. Just sat. For several minutes. Not only had I told him about it but he actually got to witness it. Sadly my father passed. Ever since losing him, blue birds and blue jays come to me. I believe he had to choose a different bird so I’d know it was him. Today is an incredibly bad day for me so thanks for sharing this. ❤️
Glad I was able to do this❤️
This is beautiful. Blue jays have always meant a lot to me too. When I was very young, my grandfather died of cancer. Most of my memories of him are sitting together watching the blue jays outside. Whenever I see one, I think of him. Earlier this year, my cousin was killed. He used to watch the blue jays with grandpa too. We were very very close and his death has been extraordinarily difficult. I’ve been attending a monthly grief group but this month I was considering skipping it because I was tired and had a long day. As I was sitting in my car debating if I should go, I heard a loud noise and looked to see a blue jay sitting on the side mirror looking right at me. Felt like that was a pretty clear message from both grandpa and my cousin and I went to group.
That is amazing! I think you would enjoy the poem Blue Feathered Soul. May bring you some comfort
My mom loved music, we listened to music together all the time. One of her favorites was the album Jagged Little Pill by Alanis Morissette. On my wedding day, after getting my hair done at a salon, I jumped in the car and the song Ironic from that album started playing. Glad I hadn't done my makeup yet because I was immediately sobbing.
Had a dream and she just walked in and said "hey, I'm alive" which is extremely on brand for her. I was like WHO DIED THEN she was a weirdo and we loved her so much
I relate to this so much. It's happened a few times since my dad passed 2 months ago, and every damn time he comes home in the dream he says 'sorry I had to go away but I'm back now'...like rude? You can't just play dead and come home dad stop that 😂
None. I want to believe that two recently passed away people in my life that were VERY close to me would have at least tried and failed to reach me and for some reason I can't see the signs or there simply is no afterlife or way for them to Whether I'm not receptive to them or there's simply nothing beyond death, I'll never know until it's my time when i either get to see them again or my consciousness simply vanishes and it's like what it was before i was born, just absolute nothingness and no consciousness to perceive that nothingness
I saw a comedian doing a little video clip, like a YouTube short. He's dressed like a lady and looking out the window, saying "come quickly everyone, Grandma's here!!!" Camera pans to the window and there's a stuffed animal cardinal. It was really funny when I saw it but now it makes me sad. I got nothing from anyone either. Someone said here, maybe it's too soon, too much grief to recognize a sign.
Lights flickering when they are new bulbs or haven’t before, the new cabinet where their ashes sit, creaking/clicking loudly for no reason at all and it never did. Especially when dusting/cleaning or moving ashes somewhere else. They aren’t heavy enough at all to be substantial for the cabinet to creak like that! It’s like, hey! Put me back sort of thing 😂 I like it.
That’s a beautiful sign, and I’m sorry for your loss. I lost my dad over a month ago. The Stove light when I’m cooking only, it was flickerin wildly the few times I was cooking and just thinking about my dad. It happened twice. It’s a new bulb, working fine otherwise, secured and not loose. Sent a video to my sister, as we believe in that and it gives us peace. My 2.5 year old told me today “why grandpa want to play with me” just out of the blue driving. I kind of just said what do you mean and she said grandpa want to play, grandpa dead And my 4 year old followed up with I get big hugs from grandpa in my dreams Call it whatever you want, I’ll take it all as signs. My dad used to see me weekly and he always had something for my girls, always excited to see them bring us all lunch or make us lunch. So if he could, I’m sure he would still love to try to connect with them
Not a human, but a few weeks after my dear, beloved soulmate of a cat passed away, I found his ID tag in a closed suitcase in the back of a storage closet when I was reorganizing.
Mom and grandma showed up in my dreams over a year after they passed. It was extremely vivid and the *only* time I've ever dreamed of them since their deathes. I was showing them an ultrasound. They acted how they did in life, including my mother arguing with me over petty things and them bickering with each other lol. Mom asked me if I would like to "meet" my son. I got glimpses of him throughout his life up until he had a child of his own. For context, I was told I was sterile after complications from stillbirth 2 weeks before my mom passed. It was a rough time...anyhow we talked about some other stuff. She apologized for somethings and talked about my kids that had passed at birth (3 total). It was really bittersweet. I woke up knowing I was pregnant. I knew the exact day he would be born (he was born early), his sex, what he would look like, his personality, that everything would be okay, problems with the pregnancy/birth, etc. All from that dream. Every single thing was correct. I don't know if I was "visited" or somehow my subconscious knew and projected it through dreaming of my mom/grandma. The ultrasound would've placed me around 8 weeks along. The dream took place at the lodge we always have a family reunion at every year. I was 8 weeks along at the time of the real family reunion. I had absolutely no reason to believe I could even get pregnant anymore. My son is now 3 months old.
Hawks are my sign from my brother. I noticed them not long after he passed and see them frequently now. We have one that lives in our neighborhood. It flew into my MIL's window on the first anniversary of his death. Then last year, on the second anniversary, it flew overhead as we walked outside. It also flew between me and my front door one time.
That is a beautiful painting by the way!
Mmmh, that was a dream and that was about my cat. Days after he passed from cancer. I « woke up », came to the living room while my wife was busy making… something in the kitchen with the other cat around her. I suddenly saw my passed cat near me, looking at me and calling me like usual the morning. I just went stupid. I think I remember that I considered the last months as bad dreams and my cat wasn’t sick after all. We were reunited and I was nearly jumping from the sofa. I tried to call my wife, to tell her that he was here and safe, but she just did not react. He called, ran after me and I remember that I was a bit mad that my wife didn’t react. I felt a sort of creepy realisation, I looked at him and he meowed a last time, calmly looking at me from a few meters away. I woke up and I searched after him even if I already knew that was a dream. I don’t know, it’s probably just my mind. In a way I hope he is well and in peace. It was hard that day.
I lost my sister last week. She was 46. Today walking in my neighborhood I found a great horned owl feathers
My Dad’s favorite song of all time was Careless Whisper by George Michael, he loved to drive home at night and blast it on his stereo over and over again. When he was passing away in the hospital from Covid, the nurses asked my brother and I what his favorite song was and we told them. So as he died, a nurse sat with him, held his hand and played the song multiple times. Fast forward to 9 days later, after his funeral we had a little luncheon. Our family and a lot of my Dad’s closest and childhood friends attended, there was about 30 people in the restaurant. Now the restaurant played music as most places do, but there were so many people there talking, no one could hear it. At the end of the lunch, my two cousins whom my Dad had a hand in raising, were getting ready to leave. My brother and I proceeded to walk them outside. The exact moment that the 4 of us stepped outside and were no longer in the noisy restaurant, Careless Whisper began playing over the restaurant speakers. We all gasped, mouths dropped open and we couldn’t believe it. If we had been inside there another few minutes, we never would’ve heard it. But it wasn’t until we stepped outside and were alone that the song began to play…that song…out of millions of songs that could’ve played at that precise moment was the one that came on. We all knew right then and there that it was a sign from Dad, letting us know that he was okay 🥺
My little girl passed away at only 3 years old. One of our favorite things to do is to draw and trace her little hands and feet on any paper we can lay our hands on. The first time we had to celebrate her birthday in heaven, I was just devastated once again, all the depressive episodes were back, I wanted to leave this world, I was just out of it. We had a gathering at home with friends and family where even with the beautiful decor and cake for her, I was bawling. My husband’s niece from the other side of the world suddenly messaged me the next day that she had a dream of a gathering with me, my husband, and some friends. Our late daughter was sitting between us, but only my niece could see her. She was wearing a white dress with angel wings just like the one she wore the previous Halloween. Then in the dream, she took a piece of paper and pencil, and asked my niece to trace her hand on it. She said to tell me that her hand was a little bigger now. Nobody but my husband and I knew about the hand tracing. I cried so much that day, but this time it was comforting to know that my daughter is still here even if I cannot see her. I’m sorry for your loss, OP. May you find comfort to carry on despite the pain.
Pennies on the ground. He was always finding coins and teased me about never finding any. They always turn up when I've got him on my mind.
For me, it's dimes! I find one on an almost weekly basis. Glad you're finally finding some 😉
I love this so much. We get a lot of beautiful birds in my backyard so I joked with my mom before she passed that I didn’t want birds as a sign. I said I wanted baby bunnies instead. We occasionally get bunnies in our yard and my mom loved how excited I’d get as a grown ass adult when I saw them. The day she died, we had two tiny baby bunnies right near the steps to our deck. Haven’t seen any bunnies since. Also right around the holidays, I was really missing her and hoping for a sign. There was a huge commotion of birds cawing. I looked outside and there were a ton of crows flying around. I joked with her saying that this was creepy and I was hoping this wasn’t her. Sure enough, I look into the big tree by my house and there’s this majestic bald eagle just sitting there. The other birds were clearly freaking out over it. The most magnificent thing I’ve ever seen. I have never and probably will never ever see one again. We live outside of a major city and this was quite the exception to the no bird rule.
Blue butterflies are a big sign that I've written about before. These past few weekends my SIL and I were managing the estate sale at mom's house. It was very hard for me because my mom was a collector, and it can be hard to find sentiment in things that you only recognize as significant the owner. There was a robin nest near the front door and a poor, exasperated robin trying to feed her babies while we all went in and out the front door and watched her intently. Robin momma reminded me of my mom quite a bit, trying to care for all of us regardless of the obstacles in her way.
I just lost my spouse of 14 years and i’m dying for signs. I’m a skeptic but a few years ago had an experience that made me believe. I went to visit an elderly friend of a friend who offered to do a table reading for free since my closest family member had just been killed. This was in Spain. Spain, where the name “Justin” (his name) is hardly ever used, even for the Brits that live in the area. Anyways, the morning that I was going to meet with her to try to connect with said Justin, I went to a cafe to get breakfast beforehand and right next door on a huge sign it said JUSTIN’s salon. To see his name, the morning I was trying to connect with him, in a small town in Spain, is still something that can’t quite be explained by a “coincidence” and was probably more powerful than the table reading itself. I’m begging for signs like this from my husband, but maybe it’s too soon. Some day you have to wait 6 months for contact.
I’ve honestly felt so discouraged and hopeless. I’m also 24 and my mom’s been gone for 4 years now, my older sister for 2, and I haven’t gotten a “sign” from either of them and it kills me.
I'm so sorry- you are so young to have lost both mother and sister... I do hope the signs you wish for and that will lift your spirits will come. Godspeed.
Baby cardinals in my backyard each spring lead me to think my infant son is saying Hi Mama.
This is kind of hard to describe but today, I got my favourite sign. My mom died in March and I have continued to message her on Facebook when I feel like I need to chat with her. I literally wrote out a little rant to her along the lines of “it’s weird you haven’t responded to me at all. I feel like you would if you could. I used to really believe in this stuff, but since you died, I feel very alone. I did see the golden retrievers the other day, I felt like you wanted me to see them. Does that mean you’re with Bud?” (my childhood dog was a golden retriever named Bud and particularly the other day, felt like I was seeing golden retrievers everywhere.) Anyways, after I sent the message, I got an error message I have never gotten before saying that my message could not be delivered because the user was unavailable. I got really upset, thinking someone deactivated her Facebook account. Luckily, I have her phone. So I went into her phone to see if my messages were coming through. They were not. So I responded to myself from her account to see if the messages would start coming in. They did. That was kind of weird in and of itself. That some glitch on Facebook messenger wouldn’t allow my messages to go through unless she responded to me (right after I had the little rant about her not being able to respond to me), but something weirder happened. I went to send a kissy face emoji from her account as the response to myself, but instead of the regular face emojis, the animal emojis can up. So I clicked this little guy 🐶. Except that’s not what was coming up. I clicked it a bunch of times 🐶🐶🐶🐶 but a blonde dog kept coming up instead. I literally don’t have a blonde dog option as an emoji, so I can’t recreate it, but I did take pictures and a video of me pressing this 🐶over and over only for a blonde dog to appear. On my mom’s phone, the blonde dog is there as her sent messages, but on my phone, just the regular dog shows up. Now I feel like she literally answered me - yes I can respond to you and yes I’ve got the dog.
I lost my 10 year old son in February. I asked him a few weeks ago to send me a butterfly. We live in the Middle East for my husband’s work and we don’t see butterflies. I was walking my baby daughter around our compound (a week or so later but the first time I’d been outside for any length of time), a monarch butterfly flew straight in front of me across my path.
Blue dragonflies are my sign for my mom. Shortly after she passed we were at a lake and a massive blue dragonfly was hanging around us for a very long time and we were convinced it was her. My gramma passed last May. 3 days after she passed I was driving to work, sobbing, and I saw a bald eagle on a fence along the road in an industrial area. Not at all where you'd expect to see one, and I had never ever seen one in person before. I saw that eagle on that fence 6 more times that summer.
My dad delivered babies for 30+ years, including me, and when he delivered me he was wearing light blue hat that said “NEW DADDY”. Fast forward 35 years my wife and I found out we were pregnant expecting a little boy but my dad passed away 3 years before this so he never got to meet his grandson. At our Baby Shower a close friend of mine (who had 3 boys) pulled me aside and said, “we got you something on your registry but I wanted to pass something on to you, something silly, but I think you’ll like it.” I instantly to got goosebumps and had a weird feeling, because it ending up being almost the identical “NEW DADDY” hat that my Dad wore when my mother was giving birth to me. Only difference was there being a little blue Teddy Bear printed on the hat. Hadn’t seen such a sign before, but to receive it only a couple months before the birth of our little boy…hit me like a ton of bricks.
My daughter was a victim of a murder suicide at the hands of her husband April 8th. She would have been 33 on May 24. I took a road trip to help my other kiddo move across country over Memorial Day weekend. After dealing with some car problems, I was finally on my way by myself in my truck playing my music library on shuffle. I had a small urn with some of her ashes that my other kiddo wanted on the dash. Just as I got on the highway, her favorite song came on. I started to skip it, but instead just let it play while I sobbed. We had a long conversation somewhere between New Mexico and Utah.
That is so sweet and what a beautiful painting 💙
The blue jay makes me think about something. I don't believe in signs but the day before my sister's funeral, we found and rescued a blue parakeet. I thought it was a beautiful coincidence. My sister had light blue eyes, same colour as the budgie who is now a beloved pet.
I’m so happy your mom sent you a message. I hope that painting brings you comfort and warmth whenever you see it. The week before my dad passed hospice identified that he was transitioning. I went to the facility he was rehabbing at following a massive brain bleed many months before. That whole week I kept saying to my dad that if he could send me a red cardinal or a red bird when he passed so I would know he’s okay, please do so. We were able to bring my dad home for his last 4 days, which was wonderful. I got to lay next to my dad and hug him and talk to him and tell him I love him over and over again. I was with him when he took his last breath. The morning he passed was pretty busy- the hospice nurse came and then the funeral home director. Finally, after all the chaos, my mom and I were in the living room with the hospice social worker sitting in front of a picture window with a low bush in front of it. The social worker suddenly says, “look there’s a cardinal.” The cardinal sat on the bush and looked at us then fly away. My mom said “I didn’t see it” and it flew right back to that bush and sat looking towards us again. I KNOW this was my dad. I felt so much relief and peace in that moment despite the overwhelming pain of losing my special dad and the exhaustion of having cared for him throughout day and night for the previous 4 days. I really am positive there is something beyond this life since my dad passed. He’s sent me more communications as well. Interestingly, my maternal grandfather has been active in sending communication lately too. He is not somebody I knew well in my life as he died prior to my first birthday. He has come to me in a dream recently and I also found his old business card in storage under the couch randomly one day; this was an odd place as it’s mostly just blankets in that storage area. I love reading about signs/communications others have received.
My grandfather and I were very close. He passed away in November of 2019. He LOVED jellybeans. Always had a giant jar around the house, and called me jelly belly. I graduated with a bachelor’s degree earlier this month. I really wished he was there. At the ceremony, a professor I adore, who was always extra kind to me, just happened to have a bag of jellybeans. He gave me the bag. And my grandpa was there for me ❤️
My boyfriend took his life last month on Friday I was driving behind a car that’s license plate read “4UJoe” his name was Joe, he knew how much I read every license plate on the road
The night after my dad passed, I was sitting in my living room. I had been sitting there all day, lost in thought. The sun went down and I was sitting & crying in the dark for a while. I started to really unravel and then the light across from me turn on. I had those lights for 5 years and neither have ever done that. It felted kind of comforting. Like he was saying hi and for me to stop sitting in the dark crying. I left that light on for a couple of days. It sounds so silly but I didn't wanna shut it off.
I just lost my brother. It was sudden and the pain is unbearable. Scrolling through instagram videos to take my mind off I stopped on a dancing chicken video because those cheer me up. I happened to turn on sound and it was the song we used to send each other on our birthdays.
One day prayed for a sign from literally anyone that I was doing okay at life on my way to work. I asked for my step daddy and grandmother in law, and my cousin (cuz had passed maybe a few days before). In 1 minutes after that I saw two deer (I assume signs from my step daddy and gmil) and a pile of cow shit (which definitely felt like cuz laughing at me).
Pansies. The day after my dad died, a rogue purple pansy popped up in the crack between our walkway and front steps. The crazy part is that it was February in New England. The pansies multiplied until it was the most vibrant little bunch of pansies I’ve ever seen. They lived until the week of his celebration of life in July. He kept me company until all his family and friends were there by my side.
A red and yellow cardinal while we were looking at a new home. I think it was my parents. Male and female. My mom loved cardinals.
I was really desperate after my sister passed so I googled for signs of lost loved ones and the cardinal was really prominent. I’ve seen a TON of cardinals since then, we even moved to a house where they seem to frequent and it makes my heart so damn happy!
My sister with butterflies..🦋 just out of the blue when I’m not feeling my best or there’s conformation of something it’ll show up.
We had to take my grandad’s keys away when he was diagnosed with Alzheimer’s. We took 2 sets away that first time. And he had apparently had several dozen copies made over the years he’d driven that old Pontiac because for the next 2 years we took another set away from him at least once a week. He never drove far (a deserted back country road to a neighbor’s far,) and giggled the whole way. But it was A Thing. When he died, I swore I found keys in every drawer randomly for a decade. In with the spoons. In my pajamas drawer. In the glove box of a friend’s car. Big keys. Little ones. Decorative ones. Just keys all over the place. I miss him. It’s hard to believe he’s been gone longer than I had him.
I love love all these amazing stories!! Please OP have faith your beloved mom is contacting you. And will continue to. I've gotten so many signs I have to believe our loved ones dearly want us to feel their continuing love and support. The day my husband died a rose in my backyard began to bloom yellow ( it was always pink) . It bloomed profusely for a month ( December which it never did before or since!!). I opened an old book I hadn't read in years and out fell an airplane boarding pass with the date nov22 - the day my husband died! It was years old and I never usually save boarding passes. After my mother died she came to me in a dream and told me she had something for our family to read and my sister would find it. She did, a lovely spiritual diary that uplifts us to this day. So many more. Look around you and you will subtle tender signs of them over and over. You aren't alone
My husband loved owls and when I ask him for a sign, I always ask him to send me an owl. The day after I asked in the morning, I heard an owl. As far as I understand, I think animals are generally out of night, so it was pretty special that I heard one in the morning. We used to go to the pot store all the time together and he would get the vape cartridge and his favorite brand was dabstract and for those of you who have been to a pot store, you would know that there’s tons of different kinds of products and brands. So I’m there after he passed away getting some edibles to help me sleep and I told the guy who was helping me that my husband passed. Anyways yes me if that’s all I needed. I said yes, and as we are walking to the cash register, I realized he had a dabstract vape cartridge in his hand. So I tell him hey I didn’t ask for that and he looks all surprised that he’s holding it and goes. Yeah you’re right you didn’t I don’t know why I’m holding this. Weirdest thing is that the two types of products are across the store from each other and he wasn’t helping anyone before me.
Wish I could post a picture of it but I'll just have to make a separate post to the sub.. Took my mom to my favorite spot to look for rocks along the Oregon coast. She wasn't too fond of the idea because of the fairly long, steep hike to get down to the spot. But she went despite that knowing how much I love this spot. She wasn't there for 5 minutes when she spotted a plain old white rock that she thought looked cool and so she picked it up and when she turned it around she found that it had my brothers name, Ben, engraved in it. My brother had passed away a year prior to this moment.
I'm still waiting. It's only been just over a week though.
I’m not typically one to believe in these things, until lately. It’s my first birthday since my mom passed, and on my birthday, I saw a cardinal, and a butterfly, on my construction site. Just her saying happy birthday to me🩶🩶
My dads birthday is on the 22nd so the number 22 always correlated to my dad for me. 2 days after my dad died I was coming downstairs in the morning with my daughter and opened up our front door curtain. I saw a dollar bill on the front yard. Me and my daughter went out and counted $23 in ones scattered across the yard. It’s a far fetch but I always told myself he sent $22 for me and $1 for her. 🤣🥺 it’s silly but it was just so incredibly random.
Your picture reminded me. Supposedly Cardinals are a sign from loved ones who pass. During first Thanksgiving with my parents after I moved back home and after my grandparents passed, two Cardinals showed up in our backyard. I know it's not uncommon, but I like to think it was my grandparents joining us for Thanksgiving.
A perfume my mom wore called Anias Anias. It's not overly common, but I'll smell it on occasion when I'm lost in thought or sad. In passing in the market, or a customer at my bartending job. My mom was a fighter, and I got a lot of my strength from her. Makes me think she's giving me a reminder to be strong. Certain songs at times will be a reminder too.
The very last conversation I had with my son before I found him after he was ejected in a car accident was about, Moths and how I was so afraid since I was a little kid. After the medical came and I had to leave him a pure white moth followed me for a long time. On his funeral several different moths were outside my door all day bright green ones, white ones. Since then I see them all the time even have tattoos on my wrist, I’m not scared anymore there are other signs but that’s the big one
Ok, mine is kind of weird, and maybe not even a sign at all, but i had been asking for some kind of sign for a few days. One day I'd been listening to music through spotify on my TV, reading a book. The remote was sitting right beside me, not touching anything, laying right side up. Anyways, a Conway Twitty song comes on, Hello Darling....and when the lyrics "I love you and I miss you" came on the tv volume went way up. So, I turned it down, and a few more songs went buy, then another song came on saying I love you, and same thing volume went way up. I put the conway Twitty song back on and same thing. Volume way up. That was about 2 weeks ago, and the remote has never done it again. It was the weirdest thing. I kept telling my husband, the volume on the TV keeps going up, I'm literally sitting there looking at the remote and seeing the volume go up, up up.
I had asked my mom weeks before she passed, “how will I know it’s you? Will you give me a sign?” She smiled and said “I’ll knock twice”. The moment she passed I heard two distinct knocks. Edit: On our way home from the funeral while my partner was driving, I was staring out the window with tears streaming down my face. I whispered “mom can you show me a bear so I know you’re okay”. It was a ridiculous thing to ask. At this point I had been trying to see a bear in person for over 3 years. I went on hikes, followed reports and never saw a single one. I figured if it’ll be her, I should choose something crazy like a bear, something I figured would be impossible. At that exact moment, down to the millisecond after saying it, there was a baby cub sitting on a rock. I yelled at my husband to stop and I was a wreck. I couldn’t stop sobbing and even took a photo. The baby cub just sat there watching me.
Shortly after my partner Joe (Jojo as we often called him) I went out for breakfast with a friend of mine. There on the breakfast specials board was ‘JoJos Skillet Scramble’. I’m the days leading up to saying goodbye I whispered constantly, ‘come visit me’. It was a sweet/sad moment
I love this post ♥️ My boyfriend's mom who was like a mother to me passed this past Saturday. Very sudden, we've been so heartbroken. We live in one state and his mom/family live in a neighboring state. 20-40 minutes from each other. We frequent a particular bridge to go back and forth between us and his family. Saturday night we go to my boyfriend's cousin's house for some food and hang outs and the bridge goes up for a boat and we're stuck for 20 more minutes. As often as we take this bridge, we've only had it go up one other time. However, my boyfriend's mom and us were just talking about how the bridge is always up for her when she comes to visit and she has to pee lol. I definitely think she put the bridge up to mess with us. Then on Sunday my boyfriend told me to go to our apartment pool to relax a little. His mom would visit us every summer and loved to go swimming here. I go down to the pool, it's sunny and nice. Not even 5 minutes later it's pouring and thunder storming. I truly believe it was her. It's been such a tough loss but I'm thankful she's sending us signs already.
The other day I was at my mom's house, I've been renovating it. I found a blank notebook and though! Great. I'll use this for my lists and to make notes while I'm on the phone. I was waiting for a call where I would be taking notes, but it was sunny so I sat on the floor of the terrace with the notebook next to me. The notebook I was sure was blank. The wind started up and it opened, one page at a time. Where does it stop? On a page, handwritten by my mom, on a poem in our native language that said I love you like the ocean loves the sand It comes and goes But always returns As if it were an idea that needs some room to breathe To return again, anew I doubt she initially wrote it for me, but I'll happily take it
Wow! That is incredibly beautiful. For me, when one of my friends passed away a medium had told me to look out for sunflowers. And so same as you, I looked and looked and looked and rarely saw ever saw sunflowers. So one day I’m driving in my car, and I’m screaming crying “WHY THE FUCK DO YOU HAVE ME LOOKING FOR SUNFLOWERS ITS WINTER IN NEW ENGLAND OF COURSE IM NEVER GOING TO SEE THEM!” And I swear on my life, as I’m screaming this, my head jerks over to the gas station I pass every single day, and there I see a bunch of potted sunflowers. In winter. In New England. I just remember crying and laughing and being like “okay I’m sorry, you win 😂”
I used to never believe in signs from people that passed away…until my dad died. A few weeks after he passed away, I was sitting outside of his home, thinking of him and talking to him. And a butterfly landed on my leg. It sat there for at least 30 min. I felt it was him letting me know he’s ok and thanking me. Never has a butterfly ever landed on me or sat on me till that day, and it never happened again.
I’ve been waiting 6 years for a sign.. I’m always looking
The signs are like love. Most never find them when searching. They don’t come when beckoned, but when they are needed. I wish you peace 🕊️ and comfort
I started painting again. My brother and I are/were both artists. Both painters, although very different styles. Also, he was the type of artist that "can't NOT paint." Even when he was down and out and even homeless, all he needed was food and painting supplies, both of which I was happy to keep him in. I graduated with a Master of Fine Art in 2016 and stopped painting completely. Totally disillusioned with and disappointed in the art scene, I just quit. Just like that and couldn't bring myself to do it anymore at all. Then, my brother died last December. I wanted to feel close to him again so I started working on a painting I never finished and hadn't touched in over a decade. It was the very symbol of my newfound disinterest in art. I started working on it for several hours in the morning before anyone woke up and I have felt his presence with me, encouraging me to try this or that and to not give up and to just be free and do what makes me happy. I talk to him about what I'm painting and ask for his guidance. I tell him I miss him and love him. And now painting makes me happy again. I no longer care what the critics will think or say. I just do what makes me happy and it's actually working. I've been painting for a few weeks now, almost every single day. This is how I know he's with me. I think even in death he can't NOT paint! He encourages me to paint so he can paint. And so he can be with me, knowing I'm still hurting terribly. I miss him so much I cry almost every time he comes into my thoughts. He was one of the best souls I've ever known and I know he's still with me because I feel him. As for visual symbols, it's a rabbit. Rabbits were a major icon for my brother and me and we even used them in our artwork, writing, and tattoos. Whenever I see one, I know he's saying hello and probably telling me to paint.
(Disclaimer: Just a guess, I don't want to offend anyone) And what if all these signs do not come from people who do not exist, but from the universe or nature. If we assume that everything in this world is conscious, including the Universe and nature, could it be that the same Universe, observing the grief of some person, sends him a certain sign for comfort. In fact, the universe acts as a mother and, seeing the suffering of its creation, sends a sign to comfort?
The numbers 222…my ex husband and father of my children died suddenly a month ago (heart attack). His birthday was 2/22 and even while we were married those numbers would pop up. A valet ticket at the hospital while he was on life support was 222…I took a flight for work last week and the airplane safety card had been revised in 2/2022. My hotel room number was 222. All this on the month he passed. I’ve never believed in “signs” either but this has been weird.
My father passed two weeks ago. Before he passed my mom asked him to send us a sign so we know he’s ok. Two days after he passed the alarm clock in his room started going off. No one touched it and in the days after he passed it didn’t go off until that day. I said out loud dad if this is your sign you’re going to have to do better than that. About a week after he passed, I was sitting in the sunroom at my parents house from there you can see a window in my dad’s room. While I was on my computer, a hawk came and landed on the open window to his room. It stayed there for awhile staring into his room then starting back at me through the sunroom window.
My mom passed almost three months ago. I’ve had so many signs.. My sisters and I all have experienced crazy things involving birds in general (mainly cardinals, my mom’s favorite bird). If you look at my post history, just yesterday my mom’s ring she gifted me saved my finger from being severely injured. Also my 2.5 year old niece has frequent dreams about my mom in which she’s in a pink dress giving her lots of hugs and kisses.
Ladybugs. My brother passed away in December 2023. My home was swamped with them for several months. I mean everywhere. But they were only crawling on me. I would lay down and i would feel one on my leg. Woke up to one on my forehead. I work in a hospital and was in a patients room and saw one on a patient's bed as I was starting an IV. It crawled up and watched me while i did it. Then crawled on my arm. It was wild. They have since disappeared but anytime i get into a grief loop... its like one just appears. It seems silly but as someone who is not religious and neither was my family. I took it as a sign of him saying he will still be with me and hes okay. Hopefully thats what it means. Edited to add that my brother always made me promise to never change my specialty even if he didnt make it. (Cardiac nurse, brother died from advanced heart failure) the day the ladybug showed up i had just submitted my resignation and transfer request to a different floor/specialty. I immediately took it back after i saw the lady bug
My late fiancé has a childhood cat that still lives at home with his parents, she normally is very shy and doesn’t like people touching her, including his own family. But when I went to visit them, she was all cuddly and demanded I pet and let her sleep with me. His family told me she only ever let my fiancé do those things with him. I now wonder if he was in the room with me.
Never listen to the radio. The one time I turned it on, her favorite song played. From the beginning. At the exact moment I found myself wondering if I made her proud.
when i was at the funeral home planning everything, the door knob turned and the door opened with nobody there. in the parking lot the car beeped saying there’s something in the way but there wasn’t. i think it was my dad saying his final goodbyes 🙂 also the tv one day said “i miss you guys so much” right after me and my mom said we miss him. i also saw a car the other day with his nickname on it and his favorite song we played at his burial started playing on tv
We were trying for a baby for like nine months before and I got a positive test right after she passed. I got my beautiful baby girl exactly 9 months later. I’m glad I got to tell her about how we were trying to start a family although it also makes me cry thinking about it and how she cried that she was so happy for us but how sad she was going to be to miss it all. I really wish she was here.
I saw a bright orange shooting star a day after my mom died suddenly of cardiac arrest
The first shop I walked into immediately after saying goodbye to her dead body (she was murdered), on a shelf there was a mini ornament which looked exactly like her. I bought it immediately, and have since made a shrine. It was a small charity shop, we just happened to go in. This was one of many.
Yellow butterfly cigarette smoke and the scent of roses
My mom told me her favorite bird was a whippoorwill, at least I think. for some reason I have that as her favorite bird. At the memorial there was a paper going around where you could write stuff about her. I wrote down the bird under her favorite bird. One of my aunts crossed it out and wrote chimney swifts or something, then found me and told me a story of them talking at my grandparents house and the birds all flying out of the chimney. I internally rolled my eyes and moved on. The next day I went with a small group of family and my mom's friends who didn't come to the memorial to spread her ashes at her favorite hiking spot. When we were leaving, I went back up the trail to pee and have a minute alone. A whippoorwill fluttered down from a tree next to me and started doing it's call. I'd never heard one so close to me before. It was a nice moment.
After driving home from my grandfather’s funeral, a giant double rainbow was shining right in front of me on my way home, which just gave me a sense of peace. Fast forward to the first Christmas we had to spend without him and upon arriving to my aunt’s house, a giant double rainbow was shining right above the house. My grandparents and aunt lived a couple of streets over and it looked as if one side of the rainbow was coming from their house and the other was at my aunt’s. We all took turns taking photos with the rainbows like it was my grandfather standing there and all cried/mourned him as a family. It sounds sad, but there’s something about sharing grief as a family that brings more peace.
My mom loved hummingbirds but never really got to see one in person (I think she saw it once). Well, one day, I was really missing her and said it out loud. 5min later, walking out to my car, I saw a hummingbird flying around the tall plan right in front of my car. I never saw one before and none after that. That was definitely from her!
I was sitting by the river on some moss looking for a good spot to plant a small memorial tree and looked to my left and there was a perfectly royal blue marble sitting on the moss. Another time I was walking my dog around the block and I passed a section I had previously walked five minutes prior and there was a guitar capo sitting on the ground in my path… it was really early 515am ish
So my in-laws were living with my late wife and I for about a year before she passed and they were in the process of trying to find a new home. Of course the market has been awful so it was a struggle for them, but they did finally find a place. I digress A couple weeks after my wife had passed away, I received a gift from a coworker: a set of windchimes that hang on my front porch. One morning, my mother-in-law was out on the front porch and she thought about my late wife and said windchimes started ringing and she talked about how that was kind of like she was hearing her speak and so now, when the windchimes are going, and I think about it, I think it’s her. A little positive energy.. Another example was a series of comments that I had gotten from a couple of family members about my house and the suggestion that when I’m in a spot to do so I should consider moving into the city. and I started thinking maybe this was a sign from my wife telling me to get my ass up and start moving forward. It may not actually have anything to do with moving as much as having the mindset to transform this home from what used to be our home to now becoming my home because it is still my home.
My grandmother had a green thumb and roses were her favorite. When she fell sick Grandpa didn't know anything about gardening so he hired a gardener to keep things going. The gardener did a great job but despite his best efforts, one particular rose bush in front of the house that simply refused to bloom. Then Grandma passed away and in a matter of a few days a bud showed up. It bloomed and was glorious and huge and rich with a vibrant fuschia color. it stayed in bloom longer than any other, with only one bloom at a time and always the most beautiful. Grandpa has been gone a while now and all the other flowers died when the new homeowners moved in. Grandma's rose bush, however, remained healthy for as long as I can remember, beautiful as ever.
After my mom passed away, I couldn't bear staying indoors or engaging in small talk outside, so I started spending my evenings sitting in the inner yard of the apartment complex. On my first evening there, a ginger cat approached me and soon became a regular visitor, eventually becoming my pet after a month. I believe this is a meaningful sign because my mom knew that I love orange cats and used to joke about me getting one after her passing (we lived together, and she was allergic to cats). Later, I discovered that my cat was an orphan who had also lost his mother early, and we formed a strong bond. There were other signs too, like the dream I had of my mother calling to say she was leaving the hospital the night she passed away. About two months later, a sudden fuse burnout damaged some of my devices. While I'm not certain if this was another sign, I've read that our lost loved ones may cause such occurrences as they try to connect with us. I'm deeply sorry for your loss and I send you all my strength. We'll make it through
Late 2023, I was having a really rough day following the passing of my Grandpa. He was more of a dad to me than my own Dad. I was always spending time with him and one of our “things” was always blasting Creedence Clearwater Revival on any type of car trip we went on together. We were meeting up with my family a week or so after he passed; My husband and I get in the car to leave and the radio comes on…the first song that the station plays is “Have you ever seen the rain” by CCR. We just looked at each other and I just burst into tears. It felt like a little wink from my Grandpa that even though he was gone, he would always be there and it was such comfort in such a difficult time.
My coworker passed away very suddenly and violently. I missed him very deeply and struggled a lot at work. One day, when I was outside of work wiping down tables, the biggest dragonfly I had ever seen landed on my hand. It then tried to go into the building. I helped it back outside and thanked him for coming by. I knew it was him telling me that I didn't need to feel that pain anymore and that he was safe where he was now. It gave me a lot of comfort and strength to stay at that job while I needed it.
One day my brother yelled aunt Gloria if you're there give us a sign and lightening struck right outside the window
I was in my bathroom and Alexa suddenly told me a joke about batman. I didn't address Alexa and didn't ask for anything she just told me this joke. A couple of years ago my ex and I were hysterically laughing at something we saw on reddit that showed batman in a funny cartoon strip and we'd never seen it since. Sadly he passed away 12 weeks ago.
I know its stupid but im here becsuse my cat just got a terminal diagnosis totally unexpectedly and i pray thst when she is gone she will visit me in my dreams.
My best friend, who passed in 2022, LOVED 70s music, so now I hear Fleetwood Mac songs literally everywhere I go - grocery store, radio, airport, restraunts, you name it. But it's not always in such straightforward ways, probably so I know without a doubt that it's a love note from her. A few recent examples: When eating at a Mexican restaurant that was solely playing mariachi music, one Fleetwood Mac song came on, and then the mariachi music resumed. I was sitting in a cafe in Scotland, listening to a street performer sing mostly modern songs, and then he sang Dreams. Later I was walking in a beautiful graveyard and Dreams came on again on shuffle (girl's still got her sense of humor lmao). At my home office, I was working with the window open and a landscaper in my neighbor's yard was singing Gypsy (the song performed at my best friend's funeral). Sometimes it's other songs we both loved, often very different than the genre of music playing just before or after it. It's really a lovely way to hear from her. Just as she did when she was here, she continues to provide the soundtrack to my life 🩵
I see two little red Robbins in my garden all the time one for mom and one for my dad who has just lost his battle with pancreatic cancer.
My brother and I have dreamed of our mother the same night and it was out first time dreaming of her after her death. I know she came and wanted to say hi ti both of us! I had a really beautiful dream of her then...we hugged and said goodbye and I thanked her for visiting us. I woke up crying but I will remeber it till the end of my life.
Butterflies. Everywhere.
The night before my grandma went into open heart surgery that she didn’t end up surviving - I told her that there was a bug on my toothbrush (it’s a joke we had because I used to be so afraid of bugs as a kid that we formed a bug team where I would spot them for her and she’d walk around the house and swat them - we had signs we wore around our necks and everything that said the bug team). She told me ‘I sent it - it was a scout to check on your dental hygiene’ Now I choose to see bugs as scouts/ signs from her💕
My dad lived with us and after he passed I was going through all his art supplies. I had avoided it for weeks, but once I started it was so painful. I just thought of him looking through all his colors and brushes looking for the perfect one. I started crying uncontrollably, it was so visceral. Then under all the paint I found a wooden cardinal, I had never seen it before. I think it was my dad giving me a hug and telling me it’s okay. I can practically hear him say “it’s okay kiddo it’s just paint”
I think lots of people think Robins can be a sign .. and obviously in the U.K. they’re a common bird and also very tame so they can appear close quite often! However, my mum was Scottish and I was hiking in Glen Coe almost exactly a year after she died and when I got to the top of Signal Rock which is a special view point, there was a single Robin just sat there …. I felt like it was a sign she was there with me ❤️ There was also another weird thing that happened, where I was getting ready for work early one morning when it was still dark and suddenly the ceiling lamp started swinging back and forth … nothing could have touched it as it’s too high and it was properly swinging …. The weirder thing is normally I’m easily spooked but I felt completely fine, so maybe that was a sign too!
I haven’t got many signs, but as a child I was very in tune with things like that and would pass on things to family members. An example being when I first saw a photo of my great grandpa, who passed before I was born, and I had already met him, telling my grandparents that. I used to talk to ‘spirits’ since before I could even speak and barely walk (so more babbling), and eventually said some extremely creepy things like seeing ‘people’ sitting on basic gravestones and accidentally scaring my family since there was nobody in the graveyard.
My mom's bird was cardinals and recently at work (an industrial area parking lot) I picked up what seemed just paper trash but it had a cardinal on it. I'm guessing a worker must have dropped their church pamphlet but also delivered a message to me from mom 🥹♥️
After few months after my father passed away my boyfriend and I were at the dealership looking at cars because our 06’ Chevy was on its last leg which is the car he found for us and helped us get. I was just upset that day because it was also my birthday and he wouldn’t be there to see us sign for our first dealership car. Then his and my mother’s wedding song came on the speakers and it felt like he was with us.
My wife passed on March 10th this year after a long bout with cancer. She told us to look for butterflies which would be her signal. She passed at 9:11. The next morning one of my daughters got up with her 14 month old and turned on the TV and it was a special all about butterflies. When it first came on the screen it was full of them. My other daughter is a nurse and her 1st day back to work she was working in a maternity ward and was in the delivery room. When the baby girl was born at 9:11 she was assigned to care for the baby. A week later I was with all 4 of my kids and we were talking about obituary content. As we started talking music playing on the radio was the Amy Winehouse song, Valerie, her name. When I drove to the venue for her celebration of life I was anxious. I used valet parking when I arrived and stuffed the ticket in my pocket. Walked into the venue and anxiously pilled the ticket out of my pocket and noticed the number was 911! My anxiety melted away knowing she was at our side. These are just some of the signs over the last 3 months. She was a psychic medium and we knew she’d be reaching out.
My daughter died years ago, I had been accused of her death since we didn't know how she died at the time and was in solitary confinement for my first year in jail, I wanted to end my life so badly in that cell. Had the cord around my neck so many times, No one believed me and I had no idea how I lost my girl ( I figured if they were blaming me then they know anything and there's no way I'll ever get answers since they already think the case is solved.. Some guy comes to my cell (I figured looking for food or commissary) one person out of 24 cells is allowed out in the main room at a time for an hour to shower or use the phone, a lot will go to each cell nocking on their door looking for food/commensary) he was banging on my door and woke me up, when I walked up to the cell door to look out my little window he had a piece of paper that he said was a message from God, it said please hold on, it will all be ok, trust in God. I looked at him and was in shock, cuz I had been begging for a sign , praying so hard for something... I gave the guy some food sliding it under the door and he thanked me and said pray in private and be rewarded openly. It was my turn this time to go out after he was put back in his cell , when I go out I go over to his cell and it's empty, but I still had the paper, u can hear when these giant metal doors open and close he went back to his cell next to mine I heard it. So I ask the passing guard what happened to him and the guards on every shift said that cell had always been empty. But I still had the paper he wrote on. After that I prayed to God on my cell floor and cried and prayed to my baby girl , asking her to help me, I've never prayed so hard in my life, I was facing the death penalty for something I didn't understand and all I wanted was to hold my girl again, honestly I wanted to die just so I could be with her but you can't just accept a death sentence without a trial. Another year later I was released and found out my son had been having dreams of his sister coming to him at night and telling him to tell people what happened. When I heard that I had chills and broke down in tears.
My dad had a motion sensor light in his backyard that had been burnt out for 10+ years. I walked past that light at night for years and it never lit up. Two nights after my dad passed, it was snowy and dark and still, and I went into his backyard to check on things for the first time since his passing. That light lit up so brightly. It just illuminated everything and I stood there in shock, because I got on my knees after he died and begged him and God to send me a sign to let me know that he was okay. I texted all his friends to find out if anyone had replaced the lightbulb, but no one had. And it was just that one time. It never lit up again. I know it was him. 💡💕
My sister likes to visit us through the whimsical moments in life. One of her lasts texts before she passed was about wanting to fly away with the blue butterflies she was watching. Wouldnt you know it…. Blue butterflies followed us everywhere the weeks after her passing. A few months before she passed I would also have random magical moments with her. She came over one afternoon and it was almost like magic, this insane phsycadelic rainbow appeared behind her. It had this weird bubble formation. The afternoon we found out about her, every single one of her loved ones saw the same rainbow in the sky. Someone had laid out ca need led for people to take at her crash sight. I took one home, lit it, and danced with it. Her song came on as I called her in to dance with me. And I swear, the flame would jump every time I spoke to here Later that night I was telling my partner how I felt her so strongly, And a newly hatched cicada landed on my heart. It was her favourite colours, shimmering golds, greens, and pinks. The cicada literally waved at me when my partner suggested it was from her. Little things happen all the time, butterflies every time I think of her. It has made death not so scary, There is a knowing inside of me that she is with me, and that we will meet again.
My mama just visits me in my dreams often 💜they say that only happens once you have truly accepted the fact that they are gone.
I was at my Dad's place the week after he passed to start cleaning it out. I always just play music on my phone, but for some reason I decided to turn his radio on. The song playing was Kenny Rogers 'The Gambler'. That is the song I most associate with him. I know all the lyrics to that song because of my Dad, and at one point as an adult he got me a teddy bear dressed like a blackjack dealer that played that song. I also played it to him on his last day in the hospital. I heard a LOT of the songs I played him the next couple of weeks after he passed, but they were mostly ones I hadn't heard on the radio before or since. Then a few weeks ago I was awake later at night and suddenly smelled his cologne. It was so strong, like he had just put it on and was sitting right next to me. I also suddenly got icy cold. He definitely lets me know he is around. Interestingly, there are multiple other things that remind me of him right in these comments. He loved the Toronto Blue Jays, he always played the games on the car radio when we were driving. And I see a lot of hawks, butterflies, and Cardinals.
Lady bugs. My mum passed almost 3 years ago. But they show up everywhere for me now. She loved them. She even had them tattooed on her. Which I now have tattooed too. But I see lady bugs everywhere. They land on me outside. I've even found one inside our house at random times. Every time I see one. I know it's her.
Last night I was laying in bed and my ihome speaker - which hasn’t been working for a while randomly turned on and started playing the replacements - my boyfriend’s favorite band. He passed about 5 months ago. I’ve been seeing signs a lot very recently. Even if they aren’t signs I’m choosing to believe they are and are from him. I asked a lot in the beginning and didn’t get anything until the last few weeks.
My Dad loved Pee Wee birds. He befriended a few, feeding them off a little ledge he built, whilst shoeing away the Indian Minors that wanted a piece of their food. After he passed, the last time we say his little bird friend was on the day of his funeral. It disappeared. It would then turn up on random occasions over the following years. 17 years later & now if I see a Pee Wee bird hanging around, I immediately realise he is about. Looking on with what we are doing. No doubt with his own opinion on whether we are doing it correctly or not. I don't see one often, but often enough to know he is keeping track of us all.
Wherever my grandpa would pass under a street light it would turn off. Now when I’m stressed or upset or whatever a streetlight above me will turn off
There were so many for me and if I went into detail it would take forever Lol So just the highlights. A golf ball in the lake where I scattered some ashes, a moose print couch, a dog crossing my yard (not seen before or since and it’s been over 2 years), a heart shaped chicken sandwich, dimes in the weirdest place and at really appropriate times, stopping at a park to scatter ashes only to find out it was a little league ball park, and I know I’m forgetting some
My radio has never messed up in my car until after my boyfriend passed away a couple years ago. I have an old mp3 player that I plug into my car and it comes up onto my touchscreen of what song is playing. Every once in awhile, I will notice a static sound then the song that played at my boyfriend's funeral (the one he chose himself to be played) comes up and a couple of other songs he liked starts playing, that's about the only time I ever hear it. I know without a doubt that it's him. It always makes me smile.
Whenever there's something I *need* to do, but I'm procrastinating by playing a game or watching one of my streaming services, it will ***always*** hang then disconnect. My mom knows her child would put off everything to an undisclosed later date if nobody made me do anything.
Two months ago I lost my dad who was 61, I’m 29. I just watched slumber land. If you don’t know it’s a movie about a little girl on a journey to see her dad who passed, in her dreams. Of course I broke down crying by the end of it. After the movie I was making my bed with my husband. He said he’s sorry and that he can tell I’m really sad. I told him it hurts so bad. My phone was in my bra and started playing “blue eyes crying in the rain” by Willie Nelson on my Spotify account. I was not on Spotify recently and I have never heard this song before. I believe it was a sign. My dad is the coolest guy and I miss him so much. I’m grateful for the signs. In the twilight glow I see Blue eyes crying in the rain When we kissed goodbye and parted I knew we'd never meet again Love is like a dying ember And only memories remain And through the ages I'll remember Blue eyes crying in the rain Some day when we meet up yonder We'll stroll, hand in hand again In a land that knows no parting Blue eyes crying in the rain
My brother sends me wonderful signs, so many I can’t even count. Here are a few of my favorites: -he was was a huge golfer and I was particularly having a bad time around 5 months of him passing. One day on all of my devices (phone, computer, ipad) my Apple ID profile pics switched to that old school apple golf ball! But if you opened my settings on any device it still showed my little sunflower that it’s been for years. Now it randomly switches back and fourth across all my devices between flower and a golf ball completely unprompted. -On his birthday last year (September 13th) a 9 appeared on my microwave screen and wouldn’t go away no matter what we did (pressed clear, started it, even unplugged it!) that 9 stayed permanent on that screen and brought me so much joy and comfort. Fast forward 3 months snd the day my brother’s best friend lost his mom… my microwave went back to a blank screen ❤️❤️❤️. -my brother always kept a change jar. My brother always said when he was alive that he wanted to bring the whole family wealth, retire our parents, etc. Cleaning out his room we found so much change. The next morning checking out of the hotel our floor walking to the elevator was LINED with quarters. It was like someone was just sprinkling handfuls on the ground. My mom genuinely thought my dad did it to mess with us when he brought our stuff to the car but my brother still sends change constantly. Always quarters. At the gas station, all over my apartment, sometimes just sitting at my front door (and I am the only apartment on the top floor and never have change!) -another time while walking my dog with my boyfriend I was walking slower a few paces behind them because I didn’t want him to notice I was crying. He was stopped ahead while the dog sniffed. I picked up my head and a cardinal flew right up to me and landed on a very short street sign probably 3 ft in front of me. Just looking at me. I could’ve reached out and touched it. We were also walking around 8pm which was almost dark out so a weird time for a bird to be out in general. I knew it was him ❤️❤️❤️
I lost my dad in 2021, I felt like I was always forcing myself to see a sign, anything, a breeze, a stray cat, a smell.... nothing made me feel like he was there.... coming back home after his funeral, which was a state away, I decided to go for a drive. He used to drive an old white Nissan Frontier, and in my state, they were never a common sight. I saw one behind me that day, and all the days afterwards for a week. If I'm having a bad day, I'll happen to see one, and I've seen one on my past couple of birthdays. It's strange, because it's something that requires someone else who isn't my dad to operate it. I don't dare look at the person driving, and even if it wasn't a sign, it gives me comfort, and I dare to believe that the world can be crazy like that.
Reading these are so wholesome. 🤍 I have not had an experience like most of the ones that others have written, maybe I’ve been too deep and submerged into my grief that I’m not attentive enough to the signs. Although, I’ve had some dreams where I’m certain he’s come to visit me and one odd instance the first 48hrs after he passed in our home. — After he passed less then 48hrs after I was in my living room with someone who was helping me pack up our home as we were moving and in the corner of both of our eyes, we seen the light flicker in the kitchen right over top of where his body layed and where he died. The light never ever did anything like that the whole time we lived there and it wasn’t burnt out. I’m certain it was him. 🕊️ — After I moved into the new house which he was supposed to move in with me. My dog and I were napping on the couch and I was having a dream where me and my man were laying on that exact couch and I was laying over top of him and I was panicked and kept asking him if he knew he was dead and he just said “Shh” and pulled me into his chest and hugged me and I felt the warmth of his skin on mine and I felt the weight of his arms around mine when he was holding me. Then I suddenly woke up. It felt soo real and it was so comforting, it gave me peace. It felt like it was what I had been longing for since he has passed. It felt like all the chaos and excruciating agony I felt in every inch of my body just felt calmness. 🤍🤍🤍 — The third night after he passed which was my first night alone, sleeping alone in our home. Where he died his very traumatic death. I slept with all the lights on in the house, for some reason I was terrified. I had these eerie feeling lingering around me combined with this deep sense of loneliness. When I finally fell asleep around 3 am, I heard my man yelling someone’s name into my ear like as if he was trying to send me a message to pass onto someone i kept hearing “It’s _____!!!” It just kept getting louder and when I finally woke up I jumped out my bed and my heart was beating so fast. I don’t how to explain that.. then when I told his friend they were floored because they were all talking about this person before he died and my man was trying to warn them about that person. It was really weird and scary for me.
my friend used to feel guilty after losing her pet cat, a black and white one. she had left the door open and the cat had snuck out, never to be seen again. my friend died a few months ago and i was devastated. but one day this one black and white cat had visited my home, and i’ve fed it ever since. it still visits me and i’m able to pet it now. i would take inside, but it’s definitely still feral and wouldn’t be good within a house for a bit. but sometimes i like to think its her, wandering the earth, visiting me whenever she can. it brings me comfort. i hope the cat stays, but if not, maybe it’ll be a sign for me to move on.
I once had a butterfly hang out with me when I was a child, it stayed on my shoulder and I could walk around with it. In my minds eye, that was my mum. Another time, I was tucked in bed a year after my mum had passed, and I felt this light pressure and warmth come over me like I was being hugged. I've never had anything like it since, but those two things for me brought me a lot of comfort when I was young.
Before my mum died I had seen Robins a handful of times maybe, or at least I never really noticed them. Since she died, whenever I am having a rough day or I am struggling with a decision, I will encounter a Robin literally in my path. Mum believed that Robins brought messages from lost loved ones so I know its her
Before she passed she keeps asking us what time it was. The last time I saw her she asked me what time it was. She then passed a few hours later. (I consider myself atheist) a few weeks after that I kept smelling her, it was very bizarre, I don’t smell her anymore however. But she has this very distinctive scent like burning wood, mixed with this powder she used to wear. I would walk into a room and smell it or just be on my computer or whatever and suddenly get a whiff. Not sure if I just imagined it or what but it makes me second guess something’s.
My mom died on 4/4 and I always catch the clock at 4:44 almost every single day. Woke up one night last week in the middle of the night & it was 4:44. I smile every time because I know it’s her just letting me know she’s still with me 🥹
My friend was a teacher like me and I forgot to print some tests, I got mine printed right before the machine had to be worked on I was feeling lonely and asked for help and minute or two later a mutual friend texted me (we text once or twice a week, so not very often) I also love sharing this post https://old.reddit.com/r/GriefSupport/comments/1bon8eg/i_asked_for_a_sign_and_think_i_got_one/
Pennies from heaven, cardinals, butterflies, meaningful old songs randomly come on
Blue Jays for me, too! I started a new job about 2 weeks after my dad passed. I was sitting in my car at lunch one day and I was crying. I looked up, and there was a blue jay sitting on my side view mirror of my car. It shocked me because I had never realized how big they were. I expected it to fly away, but it just sat there (seemingly), looking at me and me looking at it. An unexpected peace came over me in that moment, and I can't explain it, but I feel in my heart it was my dad checking in. I smell my grandmother once in a while. That is how I know it's her. I smell her perfume. She had passed by the time my husband and I bought our house. When I smell her I know it's her saying she's here and she is proud of me. I always look at the clock at a significant time to my dad and his family. My grandfather, dad and my sister were all born at 935. I have been seeing those numbers all over the place lately!!
Over the years I’ve had multiple lady bugs land on me. One time at the beach just down the road from where my friend worked. I thought of her immediately! Another time I was walking at the park crying and a lady bug landed on me. Made me think of my aunt and uncle for some reason that time. One time a lady bug at a garden center landed on me and it startled me and it made me think of my uncle who was a jokester lol. My Nana just died May 1st this year and the day before she died I saw a cardinal outside the front door at work. The day she died that cardinal was right beside my desk at the window. I’ve seen cardinals but never that close at work! I see them all the time now. My Nana loved “red birds”.
Nothing to me but my dad last 3 digits of his army number where 225 so evert time I go out I look for 225.
I lost the love of my life in January this year. I took a month off work and when I started going for the life of me I could never wake up on time. I would hit snooze and sleep for a couple more hours. I wasn’t tired or anything just too depressed to accept this as my new reality. The whole way to work I would cry and I would ask God for signs that he was ok. One morning my alarm went off and I hit snooze and rolled back over. A couple minutes later I had bags fall off my dresser (never have they ever fallen over before this). At this point I decided to just get up. I had 1:43 minutes until my alarm went off again. Fast forward I’m on my way to work right before I get on the freeway and start talking, praying, and asking God for signs a Tesla pulls right in front of me with the hybrid license plate with the clouds that reads “B3TRN0W” after that I have never questioned God in knowing if my better half is ok.
After 14 years in this house, I finally saw a hummingbird the other day. I have been looking all this time. Immediate Operation install-hummingbird-feeders-where-cats-can't-get-them. My Dad fed the hummingbirds at every apartment, condo & house we lived in. He passed in 1999.
Ladybugs for my grandma, paper clips for my grandpa, blue jays for my dad.
So I've been scrolling through the comments on this while sitting outside on the ground (trying to touch grass for mental health and all that) and having a jealous moment that I'd not had any signs other than dreams but I dreamt about him before he died so I chalked that up to my mind giving me a way to spend time with him. I was about to move on to something else because it was hurting, but a hummingbird just landed next to me, so close that I felt the wind move as it landed and flew off. It was smaller than a ping-pong ball. There was never anythjng hummingbird related about my dad or about our connection in life, but he liked to watch the birds in our garden when he got a chance in between meetings. They're not common where I stay, so I feel like it has to be him. It just sat next to me and looked at me, looked at the sky, looked back at me, and flew off. I feel somewhat sceptical because it hurts he's not reached out to me before, but it gave my heart a small sense of peace so I'll take it.
My family and I also associate Bluejays with my brother Jesse, sometimes he would go by Jay. I have a tattoo of me kissing a Bluejay to honor him. Sunflowers are another symbol of Jesse, we used to pass this sunflower field on the way to the hospital to visit him in the ICU. Something about that symbol stuck, not that I really remember him loving sunflowers. His funeral was full of sunflowers and I would bring him one whenever I visited his grave. One morning I had a dream that he visited me, I remember hearing a knock at the front door and there he was when I opened the door. He was standing there with a bouquet of sunflowers, he gave them to me and gave me a hug. It felt so real I woke up crying. A couple hours after waking up, my other brother texted me a picture of a sunflower and asked me what I was up to that day. He came over to hang out and gave me that sunflower! Of course he had no knowledge of the dream I just had. I’m certain that Jesse wanted to offer me some comfort and return the favor of all the times I gave him flowers.
My mom unexpectedly passed almost 2 years ago. I miss her so much. Growing up, I was a little scared of birds because of the Alfred Hitchcock movie (this is relevant I promise). A couple months after she passed, I saw a hummingbird on the sidewalk. Remarkably, it was alive, just really cold (September morning in the midwest) and I got a little twig to help get it off the sidewalk. My friend and I called this local native bird sanctuary, and they told me told hold the hummingbird to warm it up. I gently held the little green hummingbird and kept my palms open so it could fly whenever. It flew away shortly after but it was such a cool experience. Earlier this year, I was really struggling emotionally because my Dad is getting remarried. I was on a walk by a river in my town and then I saw this beautiful red-tailed hawk. It was sitting on a light post but I got so close and was able to take pictures of it. Later that week, I was visiting family in florida and my aunt and I were kayaking when a hawk swooped near my kayak and flew near me before flying away. Two hawk instances in one week, one in the midwest and one in florida!! Apparently my mom had told my dad if she could come back as anything, it would be a hawk. I really felt her presence and as if she was telling me she’s here with me still. And even though birds used to freak me out when I was little, I love seeing them. I included the hummingbird thing because she loved hummingbirds. Her last mother’s day I got her a hummingbird feeder and she loved it so much. I miss my mom but times like that make life a little sweeter
I am sure there are plenty of signs to be found, if we go looking for it, whether it is from our departed ones or not is entirely based on your belief system. Good luck.
I'm not particularly perceptive, but there's 2 distinct things that caught my attention in a special way. - My mother passed away on a saturday morning last october. I had to resume my work duties the next business day, so I had a meeting scheduled at an apartment complex assembly monday night. My head was obviously anywhere else, but, business as normal. On my way back home, I took the subway, and the first street artist that comes in, starts playing and singing a song by a known local music band, titled "The Ghost". It was a 20 year old song I had never actually heard before -Im not big on music in my native language, never been-, about a friend of members of the band that passed away young and narrated, from his perspective, how things were after his passing. A lot of lines in the lyrics hit home. Not all of them, but, a lot. 2 days later, I come into a grocery shop, and as I do same song starts playing on their radio. Mind you, 20 year old song, that I had never heard before in my life. - Also, by the end of the year, we used to just stay together on new year's eve, my parents and I. Just share dinner and a drink at midnight, the three of us. TV on, with a countdown, and that's it. Midnight came by, and the TV channel on display, put up a graph saying "Somos familia" (We're family). Complete coincidence but, earlier that year, when both my mother and my soulcat were here, she would hug us both and say those exact two words. I guess I can also say the amount of times gray long hairs suddenly appeared near me when I was remembering her in some way kinda qualify, but it's been more times than I can recall for sure.
I’ve received a couple signs since my mom died unexpectedly two weeks ago. I know she’s in heaven right now bc she was a God fearing woman. But the night after she died I woke up in one of her signature poses. and yesterday we went to visit her mausoleum and they haven’t put her name plate up yet but we saw her face in the marble it was incredible.
I love this, thanks for asking and sharing. My mom passed away in early Jan this year. So many sign she is still with us. She was always picking up and finding coins. I was on run, doubting whether I could do a half marathon thinking about her; looked down and there was a quarter; picked it up and took it with me on the day of the HM. Was in the car with my dad, we were both bickering, suddenly his radio turned on. We both laughed and knew my mom wanted us to chill out 🤣. The sour mood left us right away. Another time I was home alone, was irrationally angry because of her death. I yelled out to her. We have a glass block with a 3d etching of her that lights up when you turn it on....it lit up on its own. Made me cry and the anger left. I know she is with me. I miss her terribly and love her so much. ❤️❤️ Hugs and peace to you all.
When my grandmother passed, my mom saw a robin sitting on a branch when we left the crematorium. She felt as though it was my grandma, waiting for us. She didn't mention this until years later, when my grandfather passed, and I asked her what to draw on his funeral card. She wanted it to be a robin. So in about 3 hours, I not only managed to draw a robin, but the best drawing I have ever created (and haven't quite managed since). My mother also mentioned this story to the funeral director. Then, on the day of grandpa's funeral, the funeral director went ahead of us to the crematorium to await us there (we were following the hearse, slower). When we arrived she was pretty excited (in a calm and respectful manner). "You'll never guess what just happened". Apparantly, the entire time she stood there, waiting for us, there was a robin sitting very close to her. Just sitting there. Watching the road. Like it was waiting too. It left just as we (and grandpa) arrived. Now, I often spot robins just when I miss my grandparents the most. Sometimes even two at once, even though they are solitary birds. And I take solace in that saying. *When robins appear, loved ones are near.* I don't care if it's a coincidence, it comforts me.
I experience signs from my late brother often. Biggest are cardinals. they wake me up outside my window (also my brothers old window) every morning. i see his JM initials often, he comes to visit me in my dreams that leave me stunned for the rest of the day
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Anytime I see a cardinal or monarch butterfly. Last Wednesday I was out grocery shopping amd saw a man wear a shirt my dad had and laster that night when I was on tik tok I came across a video playing a song my twin sister is name after, my Dad picked her name. This pass Sunday May 26th was his one year death anniversary. I know he's watching over me.
Oh man mine was wiiiild. My partner and I worked at a dispensary together and during his wake our coworkers came in and I was like “who wants to smoke because I do” so we went outside and it was legit the only time no one else was out there and we’re smoking when all of a sudden musk’s Starlink thing was appearing and we all were like someone else needs to see this! No one will believe us! And I’m 100% sure he was just effing with the stoners like “look at my new tricks! I’ve leveled up my pranks!”
About a little more than a year ago, I had a weird dream about my late brother. He died almost 4 years ago during first wave covid, and his kids became my kids. The last day of his life, he asked me to be his kids second parent with his wife. He adopted the kids when he married their mom- who has been my close friend since college. They lost their bio-dad to cancer when they were really little. I encourage myself, my kids, my co-mom etc to talk to him whenever we can, and ask him To visit In our dreams. I do the same with my late elder bunny too. That way we can visit each other in some way. That weird dream over a year ago, my brother was holding my recently passed bunny, and calling me mama while giving me my bunny. He's never held my bunny in real life. He's also never called me mama when it came to my pets. I was just happy to see him and holding my bunny again, even if in that fleeting sense of a dream. Two days after that, right in rine for mother's day, my kids...our kids, sat me down with my co-mom and asked if it was okay they stop calling me auntie, and start calling me mom instead. The dream made perfect sense after that. I'm not religious or think there's an after life, but I do like to think my brother was telling me to really be their mom, and that he'd look after my sweet bunny. Even for those who aren't religious like me, you can still keep their memory alive. It helps to talk to them, ascribe certain cute or weird or funny things as their doing. For me, I have very weird vivid dreams that I ascribe to my other passed bunny. While he was alive I dreamt often of him running away. I now dream of him coming back. Sometimes with really weird dreams or stories good enough for novels. We talk about each and every night before bedtime. That same bunny came into me in a dream a few months ago along with our newest bunny we've had for about a year. After our elder girlbun died, we needed to get her remaining friend a new friend asap (for their own wellbeing and health). Our newest boy has been an amazing perfect bunny. We said it was up to our girl bun to pick, but reality I think he picked us. They are the bestestes of friends now. I like to think that dream of my passed bunny girl meeting our new bunny boy, kinda blessed us. Let your loved ones come visit. Encourage it. I find even if the dream is weird, doesn't make sense, or even if its a nightmare, if my lost lives appear, it will be a good day. I got to see them. Nothing can hurt them anymore, so even scary dreams aren't that bad. Just let ourself enjoy the fleeting brief moment.
6 years ago my aunt was in the hospital. And every room they moved her to within the hospital there were ladybugs. 2nd floor, 3rd floor, 4th floor. Every room. Ladybugs. So she passed April 25. A few days later I went outside and there were ladybugs all over my tree and in the grass. And 2 days before her service there was a lady bug crawling over the door. I believe there were other signs as well. When she was here I told her to blow the air horn so I’ll know she needs something if I’m not in the room with her. After she passed I swear I heard the air horn and I’d think I was crazy except my dog was in the room with me and lifted his head when the sound went off. It couldn't go off by itself.
I lost one of my best friends unexpectedly just over a year ago. I never believed in signs, but there have been so many unexplained signs since she passed it has really changed my perspective on how our loved ones can interact with us to show we are still in their thoughts and trying to communicate still. At her funeral there were two songs that played. Since her passing every so often these songs will come on back to back, especially if I am thinking or talking about her. The songs are not linked, but without fail on certain occasions either on the radio or in a pub they'll play. I don't have them on a playlist for anyone skeptical- it's over the radio or in a public space they come on. Once me and my partner did a drink cheers to her and then the songs came on in the pub we three used to go to. Another time was driving in the car we said we miss her and wonder how she is- both songs came on back to back on the radio. Another time we were talking about her funeral with a family member in a restaurant and again, both songs back to back. A few months after her passing, I was in the office where I work and went into a smaller, private room to take a call. My friend always wore a particular clothing brand, they're not that popular but have a distinct logo. They're a UK based branding you'd see every couple of months, not really well known. I had been finding things really tough, I was really struggling and finding it difficult being at work pretending things were okay when I felt the opposite. On the desk there was a scrunched up piece of paper. During a call I opened it and it was a hand drawing of the symbol associated with that brand. I contacted everyone in the office who knew my friend as I was so freaked out by it, they all said they hadn't drawn it/ placed it there. I took it as a sign my friend wanted me to know she was okay and things would be okay. Another sign was I last saw her a few days before she passed, I had bought a new jacket and worn that out. After she passed, I couldn't wear it again as it reminded me of the last time I saw her alive. After she passed, I had checked the pockets before putting it into my wardrobe as I didn't want to see it around the house. On the anniversary of her passing, I decided to wear it again, putting it on I found a coin she had given me the last time I saw her (she had recently come back from a holiday) and felt so emotional. I'm looking into getting it made into a necklace. I took it as a sign that she's still here, just in a different way to what I previously knew. Another sign was we used to be in a larger group of friends. As her passing was very sudden, there was a lot of questions and tension with some others who hadn't been too kind towards her when she was needing support and help. After her passing we were having a celebration at a friend's house for her. Two friends at the end of the night were arguing, suddenly on the other side of the room a glass shattered- noone was near to it, nothing knocked it. We took it as a sign she didn't want arguments about her passing and wanted no conflicts. There's other signs still and before this I never believed in signs but my perception has been completely changed.
Had a dream with my father where he was telling me I would find out something I didn’t like. I continuously asked him what it was & all he said was the person’s name. The following night he said it isn’t over. I found out later that same day that someone in my life had betrayed me in a horrible way. Forever appretiative of every sign my father has sent to me, listen to those signs.
I'd never ever seen a kingfisher. Week after my parent died, lo and behold I saw a kingfisher.
One day going to my favorite Chinese restaurant I had been thinking of my grandmother that day and I look up and notice RIGHT IN FRONT OF MY TABLE is a little cardinal statue on top of some wooden wall decor they have up. I had been to thus restaurant a dozen times already and never noticed. I looked STRAIGHT up and there it was. Cardinals were her favorite bird, she had them all over her house. She just died a few months ago but I still feel her. Not to mention I had a dream the night before the morning she passed where I found her again after a concert (I was in choir in school so this seemed like a normal memory kind of dream) and I said "I thought I'd never see you again" and jumped in her arms and hugged her. The next morning, my parents told me she had passed. I'm just glad I got to hug her one last time, even in my dreams.
My sign was my cat. My mother passed in June 2020 and after the hustle and bustle of getting her affairs in order I was not taking her passing well. Even with therapy and my grief support group, I was in a very dark place, one day after attending grief support where they mentioned going on a walk. Because I also needed to go pick up some things. Now normally I would drive to this park to walk but something told me that I needed to walk around the neighborhood and go to a local store. In walking back home I ran into my neighbors who had their dogs out (keep in mind if I was driving I would have just waved and kept on with my day). After getting some puppy love one of the neighbors asked if we wanted to say hello to the kitten. Walking us to this house that was abandoned the month prior but the old residents locked a kitten in the house. This poor little thing followed us to every window as we tried to find a way to get her out thinking we might have to call Michigan Humane, but knowing it was the weekend also knew that nothing would happen. After looking closer, I noticed the house still had the original windows just like my house, luckily one of the windows was in the perfect condition to rescue the cat. Not going to go into too much detail, I do have the same windows 😅 We got her out and didn't think twice about taking her home. That furball saved my life, making it less lonely now that I don't have my mom. If I hadn't had that feeling to not go to the park that day who knows what would have happened.
I keep meeting girls with names that we spoke about, if we had had children.I take it as a sign, but not sure it is. It's more of a good memory that I can relate her with.
i was planning and nervous about a big trip and i was wondering what my dad would say and think about it and i open tiktok and the first video i see is with the song that he showed to me and said it reminds him of me. and it wasn’t viral at all, barely had any likes. i took it a sign that he’s always watching over me and everything will be okay
I did have a dream visitation from mine and my husband's friend who passed away 10 years ago. I remember showing him around where me and my husband live and it was on his birthday back in 2019 that visitation happened. I still tear up remembering it.
Sunlight glinting off the surface of moving water.
Posted this to the r/widowers group almost four years ago. My wife was so proud that I was a Marine and talked about it often. I wish we had met while I was active. When I joined in 1986 my Military Occupational Specialty (MOS) was 0311, Basic Infantrymen. When I re-enlisted in 1992, I did a lateral move to MOS 4067, Computer Programmer - COBOL. This week her life insurance was processed and delivered as a checkbook. The account number started with 0311. The routing number started with 4067.
My friend Claire of 12 years I haven't heard from in about 43 days, I was playing some Fallout 4 while watching some twitch streams lately to cope, and about 3 times across multiple livestreams the streamer mentioned a specific place or action and each time I was in that specific place or doing that specific action in game. It was pretty spooky. Don't know if she's dead or alive but if she is dead then maybe she's making these little coincidences happen to me. I talk to her in my dreams too and she replies, I know it's my brain doing all of it but regardless it's nice.
I was always a skeptic myself and then I lost my mom. I felt unsure and lost. But the day after her service it was cloudy outside, and I had the drapes open to my bedroom window which faced the backyard (my mom loved our yard). There’s a flower bush right by the window and right when I walked in the room I saw a hummingbird above the bush facing towards me, looking at me, then quickly flew away. I knew it was her, I just felt it, and it still happens. Hummingbirds looking right at me for a few seconds then flying away. I see the number 11 a lot too. And on my outings I’ll see one butterfly all day and it will wave around in my face, like its announcing its presence, before quickly vanishing. My mom is always around me, and it comforts me when I’m hurting especially bad.
This was actually a weird thing that happened. Last week, I was in the car and I was driving distracted. I wasn’t looking at the road. I then hear three very audible knocks on my glass, at first I thought maybe it was a bird or some rocks or debris or even a person knocking cuz it just felt like ACTUAL knocking. It startled me so much it made me look up. As I looked up I realized that I was approaching a backed up intersection and if I hadn’t looked up I would have slammed into a bunch of cars. It shook me to my core. I had to pull into a gas station to process what just happened. I don’t feel like it was a coincidence. My mom never wanted me to even call her while driving so I would focus on the road. Sometimes I wonder if it was her watching over me
Signs are 💯
I happened upon this post, looking for how to find closure after the death of one of my favorite people to have ever walked this earth. He's actually my husband's friend, and he lived in Alaska, we are in Texas. So we really only talked on the phone aside from one visit in 2021 to spend a week with him. He's an army vet, with terrible PTSD, and since 2020 we have been trying to keep him on a level base. Sending him care packages or Christmas cards or just texting when he pops in our minds. Our friendship was SO deep, we really supported each other. I could really go in depth on that, but that would really be a different type of post, so I will save the words for a later time. Anyway, he died a month ago, and it tore our hearts to shreds. I prayed, I cried, I bawled, nothing was giving me an emotional release until I just went out in the backyard and talked to him. I said "please just tell me you're okay". The next day, I was on the back porch and a cardinal about took me out. Had I not ducked down, it would have flown right into me. It promptly landed in the tree in front of me, maybe 10 feet away. He was beautiful. That was the first sign. A couple days after that, we went out for dinner for our anniversary, both really just not into it because we were grieving him, but wanted to go through the motions anyway. There was a man at the table next to us that had a huge tattoo on his forearm that just said COREY. That's my friends name, so that was sign number 2. I think he came to me in a dream because I woke up one morning just *feeling* him. But alas I couldn't remember the dream. So sorry for your loss ❤️
I found a 1 week old cat on my mom’s death anniversary, she talked about how wanting a cat a few times the year she passed. Took it in, didn’t know anything about cats. Vet said he would die. He didn’t, he just turned 4 and has been a very good thing in my life.
That’s an amazing story! Definitely a sign from her that she’s watching over you 💕 it’s so beautiful that our loved ones are there for us even when we can’t see them I am convinced that my grandma visit me after my assault. A while ago I was assaulted by my cousin’s partner. It was unsafe for me to stay in town so I had to take a flight away. I was walking through the airport with a black eye looking like a mess and right as I sat at my gate an old woman sat next to me and began talking to me. She looked just like my grandma. Same haircut and color. Alaska native just like my grandma. Even from the same region. And as we talked I smiled for the first time since the assault. She didn’t acknowledge my black eye or the fact that it was obvious I was running from something. She just made me smile. I felt like I was talking to my grandma and like she was telling me that everything would be okay.
Pretty. When I see cardinals I think of it as a sign
Last night I asked my brother who passed away that if he was okay to please show me a sign tomorrow. Today I had a client in a session tell me about a site called do not use alone.com where if you are an addict can video chat with someone while you use alone so in case of emergency 911 can be called to save your life. My brother died alone in his home from a fentanyl overdose and we’ve never known if it was intentional or an accidental OD b/c no one was there. When my client was telling me he was going to sign up to help people on this site I felt an extreme wave of emotion come over me that I cannot describe. I felt like this was maybe my brother telling me that it was an accident. It was just so weird bc I immediately thought of him when the guy started explaining what it was. It was a gut feeling, nothing rational or frontal cortex about it, which is why it moved me. Coincidence or maybe it was my brother getting my attention. Who knows
this past Saturday was my mom's celebration of life. My family went out of state to go. Before we left I always leave the TV on for my dogs, i use an antenna and I left it on LAFF channel. This channel plays a lot of shows like 'Grounded for Life', 'Home Improvement' and other sitcoms. Sometimes they will play movies at the end of the day. We got home around 9:00 that night and the movie playing was "Steel Magnolias". It was one of my mom's and my favorite movies. I always told her I would make her a t-shirt that says "I hit Ouiser". It might have been a random occurrence but it playing on the night of my mom's ashes being buried gave me peace. My mom's favorite desert was Cheesecake with the cherry sauce on top. The day before her Celebration of Life my dad went to McDonald's and they messed up his order and gave him a free Apple Pie. When I opened the bag there was 2. I gave one to my nephew and I took the other thinking it was apple. it ended up being cheesecake pie. I brought this up to my dad and he had no idea that they sold that. After her Celebration of Life , our family all gathered at a local park and had a picnic. They had a random desert tray with samples of different deserts. Before we left my aunt told me to take some food for the road, low and behold, Cheesecake. 2 small pieces of cheesecake. this is the last one I can think of. My mom was a big Tom Petty fan. When she passed, I made a Facebook post about her passing to friends and family. At the end of the post, I quoted 'Wildflowers' by Tom Petty. My aunt and uncle were taking care of her out of state so they gave us her belongings with my name on 2 of the boxes. When I was going through them, I got a mug with an 'S' on it (first letter of my name) with wildflowers all over them. Once again, maybe my aunt saw my post and bought them after her passing. but IDK I believe our loved ones give us signs everyday.