I had a few very clear instances of Mike’s presence – of reaching through the veil to me. Within the first few days after his death, there was a message on my cell phone – a whispered, “I love you”. It had to be Mike. I’ve read about these occurrences.
The top of the dresser in our master bedroom is filled with family photos and other special objects. Next to Mike’s photo, I placed the small flat metal heart I had given him right after we were married – and that he carried every day in his pocket with his change. On one side is engraved, Love Flows Through Me, and on the other side, Love Surrounds Me. When I looked the next day, I discovered the heart had moved. Guess who?
A few weeks after Mike’s death, I went upstairs to the bedroom and found the room filled with the strong smell of coffee. There was no coffee being made downstairs in the kitchen. I knew it was Mike. He had coffee every morning.
I recommend reading the book, Hello from Heaven, by Bill & Judy Guggenheim. It helped validate for me the after-death communications I had from Mike were not unusual.