It’s nearly six months since I lost my wife, before she died I was halfway through an advanced driving course after she died I could not carry on and had to postpone it for a while. Recently I found the strength to carry on and yesterday I passed my advanced driving test. After driving back home and getting out of the car I found a white feather stuck to the outside of the door. After going into my bungalow the tears came as Sue was not there to hear about my achievement, or was she?
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She was, she knows and she is so proud of you.
Congratulations on passing your advanced driving test. Like I said, she is so proud of you and you should be proud of yourself too.
Take care and look after yourself.
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Thank you.
Hi Tony,
That was definitely her. It was a sign. I have had loads over the past 3 years. In the beginning I thought things that happened were coincidences but they weren’t. White feathers are so comforting when you see them.
I have also experienced lots of electrical things happening like lights flickering even after bulbs have been changed, electrical items stopping working for no reason and several the same day ( day after my mum passed) lights coming on on their own and do on. Keep a diary and when you look back you will see they weren’t coincidences.
Deborah
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Good idea to keep the diary, Deborah. I am going to start that right away.
A friend asked me recently “how many” coincidences have happened? I answered, “I don’t know, a hundred …” and they were stunned. I mean, it’s been almost a year. It happens almost every day. So definitely a hundred.
Sometimes I think I’m crazy. Sometimes I think it’s the mirror neurons just trying to fill in for what they are missing. My critical voice says, “oh, you just want to be special, you just wish it was happening.” But if it is, if it isn’t, who really knows? And what’s the harm?
When a small finch decides to hop on my side of the fence and look at me when I’m crying in the rain … when I learn the Japanese symbol for my nickname is the same shape as his initials … when an owl starts flying over our home every night … when the high tide washes away all the rocks at the beach where we put his memorial but my birthday card to him is still sitting there pristine … it’s hard not to think something is afoot. And hope it is. Very much.
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Hi Toni Arielle,
I have kept a diary of my signs and looking back it’s phenomenal. Even my husband who never believes anything like thins now does. You just can’t explain certain things.
Even my son has had loads of signs. He was away working once in a different country and it was his birthday. The first one after my mum passed. He always saw his nan on his birthday or definitely spoke to her as he became an adult. We wondered how he would feel on the first time without her. Well he was staying in a hotel with his work. Got to his room which was in Europe somewhere as he was in tour, room was on third floor ,got to his room and there was a white feather outside his room . If all the rooms in the hotel and it was a big hotel the feather was outside his and on his birthday!
Another time he was in tour and being a cameraman was at the front of the show filming . He looked down and could see his mobile was flashing as someone was phoning . Desperately tried to get to it. When he looked at it it said Nan calling. How on earth do you explain that? If the phone had been in his pocket maybe something triggered it if it has been the last call. But it was 3 weeks after my mum passed and had had made numerous calls in the meantime.
We have had strange things happen in our house. Water turned on in the cloakroom in the middle of the night. A light in our bedroom coming on in the middle of the light. Garden light flashing in the night. Bulbs in a wax melt burner that was my mum’s suddenly stop working even though new bulbs were put in each day,
We stayed at her house after she passed and so many things happened. A musical ornament played several times on it’s own even in the middle of the night, lamps stopped working or flickered. A whole light fitting exploded not just the bulb but the whole fitting on the ceiling. Happened the night I was having the most awful crying moment and saying I didn’t want to carry on. It was like she was telling me to stop big time !
I went to her house once and it was just starting to get dark. There was a bedroom light on and no way had it been on when I left the house the day before and I was the only one who had a key.
On the day after she passed the oven light, the wax melt electrical burner, my son’s mobile phone light, and a lamp all stopped working.
Also my mum has lots of led lights in her garden. Her neighbour said they didn’t come on only when I went to the house. It was unbelievable.
I sold her house and on the final day I hired a van to remove what was left. Felt extremely depressed and had been putting it off for a while. Went into the hire place with my husband and just happened to see a poster on the wall. It was a clock with Feb 6 th 1958 on it. Unknown to me it was a famous date of a plane crash with footballers on the plane. To me it was the date of mum’s funeral and the year I was born. How strange was that to see it there on that day that I was dreading so much. It was like my mum was saying Come on you can do this
Anyway I truly believe in signs and even more so after the ones I have had.
Deborah
I could go on and on. Far too many for them to be coincidences
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I loved reading them all. They give me chills and a sweet sense of her presence for you and your family. Thank you again for sharing.
Hi
I too believe in signs. My 24 year old son died in his sleep at the end of March 2025. The procurator fiscal believes it was due to an undiagnosed hereditary heart condition.
I cry so many times a day for my lovely son. One day at the beginning of September, I was sitting in our back garden with my husband. We were both crying . Then something caught my eye. It was a huge dragonfly and I mean huge. I have lived in my house for 57 years and I have never seen a dragonfly there, ever . We watched it for quite a while , whilst it fluttered around us before flying off.
That evening my husband and I sat down to watch a sitcom on BBC iPlayer called The Rev. It’s usually very funny. However one of the characters in it dies and the main character ( who is a vicar ) has to explain the death to the children in the school. He talked about the little bugs at the bottom of the pond who, one by one , climbed up the reed towards the light and out of the pond. Each time one of the bugs climbed up, they never came back. This one particular bug was always really upset to see them leave until one day it was his turn. He climbed up the reed and out of the water and transformed into a dragonfly. And then he flew towards the light in the sky. He realised that all his friends were there and those at the bottom of the pond would eventually meet up with him when it was their turn. And he was joyous to be with them all.
I believe my son directed the dragonfly outside to catch our attention so that when we watched The Rev, we would put 2 and 2 together, and realise that our son was telling us that we would all be together again.
The dragonfly came back again a couple of days later , again when I was crying , and tried to fly in our patio door. It flew around us for several minutes and then flew off again. It hasn’t been seen since .
We have had signs on a daily basis and I truly believe they are from my son. And even if they are not, what harm does it do ? If it gets us through each long day without them. We can only hope 
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Hi Letty68,
You are absolutely right. What harm can they do?
I strongly believe the dragonfly was a sign to you though. Things happen in mysterious ways.
For me the most powerful signs have happened when I am at my worst. When I have felt I can’t carry on and the crying outbursts are overwhelming. It’s like my mum is stepping in to help me.
I know for a fact all the things to do with my lights have been signs. There is no way all those things would have happened.
I am so sorry to read you are going through this terrible grief.
I loved the story about the dragonfly . I used to be a Headteacher and had occasions when a pupil passed away or a close family member of theirs. We were a church school so the village vicar used to come into school to talk to the children and relate the most beautiful soothing stories in a way that they could understand. But I hadn’t heard the dragonfly story. It was so lovely to hear it. Thank you for sharing it.
Sending you a big Welsh hug x
Deborah
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Yes she was there. xx
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