Do You Think I am Daft?!

I'm also 'daft'. As others have said, if it gives you comfort then it doesn't matter what anyone else thinks.
I keep finding feathers too morethan, including one on the middle of he dining room table which I imagine must have somehow blown in through the open window. I like to think it's my loved ones encouraging me to keep going in the face of some pretty awful times at the moment.

Marmite I could have written that post myself.
I must admit I hadn't noticed the little robin around before much.
But last year on dh birthday I decided to put up the Arbour that I had bought from donations from when he died. I choose this certain day, brought his big photo outside and place it where he could watch me (he would have been supervising from his chair had he been there)I managed to get the arbour erected etc..but all morning this little robin kept appearing and dissapearing.I went in to make myself a cuppa and sandwich and sat down on a garden chair, it was a beautiful sunny March day.As I sat down I just threw the hand fork into the soil about 8 ft away from where I was sat. The next thing...this robin came and perched on the fork! I kept quite still but he/she must have know I was there, it stayed for a good 3/4 mins and even then when I got up it still kept appearing.When I told my dd, she sent me the verse that you have posted.

Ever since then 17 months I have had a robin buzzing around the garden, not sure if it is the same one or not, I can even recognise its singing now and when I go out it is perched on the top of the eves, or pottering around the top of the fence...I would dearly dearly love to believe in something!
It was hear yesterday clinging to the fencing panels as I was walking up to the house.Not sure if its been today as I have been out all day. (by the way I do not feed the birds, so it is not coming for food)

But another thing...two days ago when I was feeling a bit low..I went into his bedroom( the one I have been decorating for over two years) as I walked in I thought to myself "you've gone! haven't you"!(I even spoke out) for some reason I feel like his presence has gone from the house, it feels different.

taken this Wednesday,my dd birthday before we went out for lunch.the robin perched on the eves.

Biker

Strange stories. Why robins? I do not really believe in these things but after my mother died I went for a walk and stopped for a while at the edge of a local lake in woods where I have never heard birds before (or since) and a robin hopped up and sat next to my foot. From then on a robin frequently appeared in front of me on walks, in the garden and even on the bonnet of my car when I was eating lunch between appointments at work!

When her older sister died I helped to arrange the funeral and as the hearse arrived a robin sat on the fence where they unloaded the coffin. I said out loud,'She's here!' and my sister in law said later that all the tension seemed to go out of my body and I relaxed, though she had no idea what I had seen.

Marmight - the picture you use on your post appeared randomly on my Facebook page on my last birthday. No explanations but strangely comforting!

Robins because they are more noticeable than other birds?
They also tend to come closer when you are gardening.

For me it's a blackbird

I always took my lunch into the local park near to where I worked, I did it for years. One day I was feeling really miserable, my cat had just died and I'd told everyone, "never again"! Lunchtime, on my park bench, a cat strolled over to me, jumped on the bench and we had a good fuss, walking along the back of the bench, the cat, not me, it stayed for a while. I made up my mind straight away, there are so many animals out there needing love, so what if you only have them for a short time, at least they will have known love. I never saw that cat again in the thirteen years I went to the park!

There are more things in heaven and earth ....
At my brother's recent funeral a bird flew from somewhere up into the roof .There was a collective quiet sigh from the (huge) congregation .I am convinced he was 'present'And I am not at all mystic....
They do say robins are territorial so it probably is always the same one

For my MiL it was a Sparrow that she was convinced was here 1st Husband visiting her (they were divorced long before he died!).

I moved last year so I have no sense of my lats DH's presence here although I have our Wedding photo & his Peregrine Falcon (Border Fine Arts) in my new home, I bought it for his 70th Birthday as it was his favourite bird.There are times when I'm out gardening when a Robin comes to investigate - maybe he's coming to check I'm ok - who knows. I'm a great believer in whatever gives you comfort is important & who cares what others think

No you're not daft Marmight no more than most of us!

Lovely post

I had a younger brother called Robin who died in a car crash in his twenties. When Mum died we had a plaque put under a tree at the crematorium. That Christmas we all went to the tree to scatter her ashes, sing songs etc and the whole time we were there a robin sat watching us. Every time I visited the tree the robin was there in the tree. I am not at all fanciful but it was comforting to think it was our Robin watching over us and showing he was still around.

Of course it was him...........believe in the magical or you will never have any...........

Animals and other creatures I'm sure sense our sorrow. I believe they have souls too. I'm not religious at all, but in the end who knows, science can't solve everything and it will be a sad day when it does. Love and hope cannot be explained. Neither can the comfort we receive from these beautiful encounters. If you are lucky enough to have an experience like this, take hope and love from it.

I don't think your daft at all XXX

I collect feathers that I find in odd places, they say when a feather appears an angel is near XXX

My son experienced something like this shortly after his wife died, but not with a robin. We dragged him off on a holiday we had booked in Pembrokeshire and we were walking along the coast path one day when there was a terrific whoosh and a peregrine falcon flew so close to him that he felt the draught on the side of his face as it passed. It crossed the field we were passing - empty talonned, so no prey, in itself unusual - and then rose and circled above us. We walked about three quarters of a mile with this bird seemingly "shadowing" us, and then it made the noise that singles peregrines out and flew away. We didn't see it again all day. He had tears in his eyes and was convinced that the encounter was a message that here I am and I'm okay. I am a born sceptic - if it gave him a bit of comfort who am I to nay say it, but it was oddish behaviour for a perry I have to say. I'd never seen one "hang around" to that extent.

kooklafan. I collect odd feathers in strange places and use them to tie fishing flies but the Angels don't seem to help me to catch fish! .

My Dad often joins me in the garden. In fact he's twittering now as I sit with French doors open typing this. Take comfort from your little friend.

You are not daft and I think it's lovely that you got comfort from it there are some lovely stories on here . Not on subject but I have a thing that I hate seeing one magpie and I always speak to them if I only see one I search the sky til I spot another .

Marmight if you are then there are lot of us the day my MIL died we were stood in the kitchen and outside on the decking at the back door was a Magpie which was wandering around close to the door with a cigarette butt hanging out of its mouth as if it was smoking the strangest sight I have ever seen ...
MIL was a heavy smoker and on special days ie birthdays, anniversary's even the birth of the youngest DGC the magpie makes an appearance.

After I had posted above, I was reminded of a time when I slipped a disc, could barely move and was feeling extremely sorry for myself. I managed to get myself ensconced in a chair in the extension overlooking the garden. There was a fir tree just outside the patio doors with a long lower branch that stuck out, and a beautiful male sparrowhawk landed on it and sat there preening himself for what seemed like an age. He was no more than ten feet away from me - close enough to see every feather - and I had no doubt he could see me, but it didn't seem to trouble him. DH said he obviously knew I needed cheering up! I had never seen one in the garden before, and I never saw another all the time we lived there. So, who knows what birds know?

It's not daft at all. I have moments of 'smelling' my parents (my Dad had that fresh soap kind of smell, my Mum always smelled like fresh ironing).
My late husband worked with fibreglass. Not a very nice smell, sometimes very strong, but sometimes he would come home smelling strongly of it and then would take his shower. I have smelt that fibreglass smell on occasions, but last week my daughter was really poorly with flu and she said she could smell fibreglass very strongly and asked me if I thought it was her Dad looking after her.
Yes, it was her Dad, he did look after her and she is much better now. Our loved ones would be so happy to think that they are still with us and looking after us even though they are gone, and that sights, smells and strong feelings mean that they are still with us all.

I had the same experience this year, he even followed me into the shed. Someone mentioned that loved ones also drop a white feather to let you know they are there. I frequently find a white feather outside my doors. No harm in believing.

Marmight, you certainly arent daft,I have a connection too when a Robin comes to us I always remember my Mum, we both loved Robins, its a huge consolation, I hope yours keeps coming back, you enjoy him.