Serendipity22 - It is lovely that you found the feather, just accept it and rejoice and take comfort from it. I had lots of 'signs' after my husband died, 14 months ago, and I know other people who have found white feathers in unexpected places. I am attaching a copy of the narrative which I kept, so as not to forget, although I have had no further signs for many months now.
SIGNS MY DARLING IS AROUND US
1.I went to sleep for a couple of hours after my darling died. When I awoke, I saw a brilliant rainbow, brighter than I have ever seen before. I could actually see it from my bed.
2.My youngest daughter asked for a sign the day her Dad died. Her special ring, which we had given her for her 21st birthday, disappeared, although she was convinced that she had been wearing it. It turned up under her pillow later that day.
3.My middle daughter also asked for a sign. A book fell off her shelf half an hour later and opened at a significant page.
4.I asked for a sign and received an email from my darling’s email with just a 'X' for a message.
5.I received a letter from an insurance company to our current address, we both did (ie one to me and one to DH), saying that they believed that we lived here, but to contact them to update our contact details in respect of a policy (unspecified) with them. I called them and found out that there was a substantial joint life policy, taken out 20 years ago, which I had forgotten about, and the last address they had for us was at a house we left 16 years ago. It was as though DH was trying to look after us from beyond the grave!
6.I played a track on YouTube on my 'phone, then went downstairs to answer the door, and was talking to my daughters for a while. I went back upstairs, and YouTube had stopped at the beginning of ‘I’m Your Man’. It then played ‘Dance me to the End of Love’, followed by ‘Brothers in Arms’, all very poignant and meaningful, before going back to the original track I had put on.
7.On Valentine’s Day, there was a large white feather inside my handbag, which definitely wasn’t there before.
8.On Valentine’s Day morning, reading the Times online, I was alerted to read a previous posted by my darling 26 months earlier, which described how he was happy with the choices which he had made in life, including his family.
9.I was walking in the street in London when I heard the theme from the Godfather being played (DH's favourite film), as though by a busker, but when I turned round it stopped and there was nobody there. At exactly the same time, a perfect white feather floated by the window at my home in Kent, in front of my middle daughter. She also had a perfect white feather fall in front of her, when walking to a medical appointment which she was worried about. There were many feathers seen by us in the weeks before my darling’s death, including one in my middle daughter's coffee mug. I found a feather inside the wine rack. There is no way it could have got there that I can think of. We don't have feather pillows or cushions, because of allergies.
10. On another occasion, a few days after my darling died, my middle daughter found a Godfather themed chopping board in our favourite charity shop, which is linked to the hospice which helped my love. The Godfather was his favourite film, and my husband was legendary in his skills at chopping veg etc, and making sure everything was ‘mise en place’. I have never seen anything Godfather related in the shop, either before or since.
11. All of these signs were received when we were missing our beloved, as though he knew that we needed him. When it was my middle daughter's birthday, I was sorting out his wallet and found one rail ticket, just one, dated the 26th February ie my middle daughter's birthday, not for that year, but from a couple of years ago. She was 26 that year, so it was as though he were wishing her a happy 26th birthday.
12. I was vacuuming in the dining room, thinking of him and missing him intensely, when the vacuum cleaner made an odd noise, so I switched it off, turned it over, and a silver heart fell into my hand. It did not belong to either of my daughters who were staying with me, who said that they had never seen it before, and I had vacuumed and mopped in the dining room on multiple occasions without finding it. A week later, I found another tiny silver heart on the kitchen floor, although I had also vacuumed and mopped the floor that very day. I also found a silver pentagon at the back of a drawer in the dining room, which nobody recognised or knew where it had come from, but which I feel strongly was sent by my father to comfort me.
13. Before my darling died, at the exact time he was diagnosed, the small longcase clock started chiming loudly, even though it doesn’t normally work. It also chimed after my father died.
14. On my darling’s birthday, a sunflower bloomed. It had actually grown out of a wall outside the kitchen widow and just above my youngest daughter's bedroom. I don't know how the seed could have got inside a brick wall. Sunflowers are particularly significant because we planted them and they grew in our garden during that final summer, including one giant one, which we celebrated with a sunflower party, where we wore sunflower costumes and I made a sunflower cake.
