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?
Good Morning Tuesday 27th October 2026
why do Wetherspoons employ these idiots?
Should universities focus more on practical skills than exams?


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