I have not put this under Religion and Spirituality because on the whole I don’t believe in the supernatural.
But here goes.
A little after a year after DH died I was at a streamed performance of an opera (forget which) from Glyndebourne. DH and had been to Glyndebourne a few times, the long dress and Dinner jacket , picnic on the lawns- the works!
This performance was introduced by a short film around the grounds, tables set out for the interval picnics, opera goers in their evening dress etc etc and I clearly saw DH sitting at one of the tables wearing his signature Panama hat . I turned to the friends I was with to point him out but the camera moved on and he was gone.
It clearly wasn’t actually him, this had been filmed years after our last visit, but I saw him.
Then last year I was in that half awake half asleep state first thing in the morning , turned over in bed and clearly heard him say “I love….” (but no more)
I am not hearing voices, the little men in white coats do not need to be sent for and I don’t believe in ghosts.
But…..
Anybody willing to share similar experiences?
Do people still stamp their feet in anger?
Waiting for memory clinic referral


I felt my mom kiss me shortly after she died, when I was waking up. That made me cry too