Early in my investigation of the afterlife, I wondered if the deceased attend their own funerals, and, if they do, for what purpose. Here's what I discovered.
Hi Bob, I enjoy your articles. This one in particular is affirming of an experience I had when my Dad Passed. My step mom and I sat by his bedside reminiscing for a few hours, knowing his passing was eminent. It was a mild, sunny February day. I opened the window in his nursing home room to cool it down and heard the drip of icicles melting outside. My chair was between the window and his bed. After several minutes passed, I felt a tingle through my body which lasted more than a few seconds. My immediate response was to stand and close the window. While turning to do this, I realized the breeze like sensation came from within the room, passing from my front to back. I immediately felt for my dad’s pulse and found none. He was gone. I have always felt that sensation was him giving me a farewell hug.
Hi Kathleen, I have no doubt that this is another perfect example of an ethereal embrace to comfort you due to his passing. Such a gift that you felt this. I also can't help but to think how wonderful it must have been for your father to have his last experience feeling the cool air from outside and hearing the mesmerizing drip of the melting icicles. A parting gift you gave to him as well. Thank you for sharing this relevant and confirming story.
I totally felt my husband hugging me both days at his funeral. If I concentrate real hard, I can feel his hugs around my shoulders anytime.
That is such a gift, Sheila, to feel your husband's hugs. I appreciate you saying this because it helps others to believe they can do it as well.
Hi Bob, I enjoy your articles. This one in particular is affirming of an experience I had when my Dad Passed. My step mom and I sat by his bedside reminiscing for a few hours, knowing his passing was eminent. It was a mild, sunny February day. I opened the window in his nursing home room to cool it down and heard the drip of icicles melting outside. My chair was between the window and his bed. After several minutes passed, I felt a tingle through my body which lasted more than a few seconds. My immediate response was to stand and close the window. While turning to do this, I realized the breeze like sensation came from within the room, passing from my front to back. I immediately felt for my dad’s pulse and found none. He was gone. I have always felt that sensation was him giving me a farewell hug.
Hi Kathleen, I have no doubt that this is another perfect example of an ethereal embrace to comfort you due to his passing. Such a gift that you felt this. I also can't help but to think how wonderful it must have been for your father to have his last experience feeling the cool air from outside and hearing the mesmerizing drip of the melting icicles. A parting gift you gave to him as well. Thank you for sharing this relevant and confirming story.