After the death of a loved one, did anything ever happen that made you KNOW they were okay?

When my great-aunt passed away in 2009, we smelled her perfume at random while planning her funeral and wake, and while ordering flowers.

While we were at the cemetery for her funeral a little yellow butterfly was flying around her headstone. The butterfly was there during the whole ceremony. It flew around us and all around her area of the cemetery. I looked to my father and said, “look, it’s aunty Mary” and we both nodded and smiled.

I still see that little yellow butterfly sometimes and I am reminded of her.


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