Do You Think I am Daft?!

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.

Lovely post

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!

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

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!

For me it's a blackbird

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

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!

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

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.

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)

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.

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

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

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

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

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.

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

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

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.

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

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.

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...

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.