Originally Posted by sixtynotout:
“So did I. When my father died unexpectedly (although he had been ill for many years), he came to me the next night, smartly dressed and looking really well. He told me he was fine and not to grieve for him. I know it was probably just a dream but it seemed so real and gave me great comfort, so I do not think this is a silly storyline.”
This happened to me not long after my nan died. She lived only three doors down from me and every time I passed she'd be there in the kitchen window, stood by the door, fag in her hand (so the smoke wouldn't go in the house and nobody would know she'd been smoking

) until the day she wasn't there no more. This particular night I was looking, as I always do out of habit, into the empty doorway, and suddenly it wasn't empty. She was stood there clear as day just as she'd always been, and she looked fine, just like she had before she got ill. I had a conversation with her but every time I tried to move closer to hug her she started fading away until I backed off. She told me she was fine and well again now and not to worry about her and then she was gone. I've no idea if it was a dream or not, if it was though, why couldn't I touch her. Like you, it seemed very real and bought me a lot of comfort and it was lovely to 'see and speak' to her again if only for a short while.