Do You Think I am Daft?!

If it gives you comfort then go right ahead believing.

Meant to add , no I don't think its daft at all. We all have our own way of dealing with missing someone.

Of course it was him. Lovely for you!

He lives on in your heart and in your memories and if seeing a robin causes you to think of him, then yes, he was with you.

I was at the funeral of a young man who died by another's hand about 20 years ago. The old church was packed for the service, throughout which a large colourful butterfly sat on the bare wall by the pulpit. His family and all who saw it believed it to be the soul of the deceased. It gave great comfort and no-one can prove it wasn't so.

Yes, it was DH Marmight.
I have 'moments' too. x

No not daft. It's the "Mum" "Dad" etc would have loved this moment. I think of my late father. His football team Leicester City won the league last year. I went up to where his ashes were scattered and told him.
It was very near to what would have been his 100th birthday. (He died in 2002.)

Not daft at all.
Last week my youngest DD asked if we could take my baby Grandson to 'see '. Nan and Grandad. They have been gone 23 and 6 years respectively but she just needed to introduce him to her Grandparents.

On the subject of butterflies at funerals, DD's FIL and MIL's favourite song was the Butterfly Waltz. At his funeral a butterfly appeared in the church. It was a great comfort to the family. Logically it is possibly the type of place that they overwinter, but who cares?

That feeling of being "at one" or connected to someone who is no longer there says so much about the closeness you shared.
?? Hold those memories close.

My grandchildren think every blackbird in the garden is grandad. We played Paul McCartney's Blackbird at his funeral, because he used to play and sing it a lot.
If you're daft, then a lot of us are, too.

I'm daft too, I have a robin that comes to me too, my neighbour's mother died and a day or two after a cat walked into her kitchen and took up residence, she was convinced it was her mother, so there are a lot of daft ones out there

If you are daft then so are an awful lot of us - there are triggers which bring back happy memories, and if it is a robin for you, then so be it and I am pleased for you. So, hop back on your trolley and enjoy the lovely memory of sharing a bench with your DH.

Yes, a robin, and last Summer a butterfly which flew round my twin GDs' heads whilst they were playing in the garden. DH loved those girls so much...

I'm daft too, I bought a rambling rose on my mother's birthday after she died 13 years ago, it flowers throughout the year on special days, birthdays, anniversaries, I always think she's letting us know she's still with us.

When my OH sees a robin in the garden he always says it's Uncle Ron.

Not daft at all. Such moments are lovely and so comforting.
I honestly believe there is more truth in things like this than we can ever imagine.

It would be your 'J', Marmight.... and I'll bet he sang to you from the branch of the tree as well. Xx

I don't think you are daft at all just lovely that you have had this experience

Nor do I think your daft. At the very least its nature giving you comfort and letting you know life's worth living. I think it's lovely that it comforts you so much. I'm a real doubting Thomas but I keep seeing feathers and I silently think maybe it's my lovely deceased relatives encouraging me dealing with our family crisis. It's a lovely thought isn't it.

Nicely 'daft' - a lovely thought so stick with it.

I think that is quite beautiful Marmight Of course it was him

That's lovely Marmight. I don't know either but I do hope it was.

Oh, Marmight and ana with the butterfly. ? That's lovely