Years ago, I lost a very good friend, who was living many miles away from me. Though she was so far away, she was a very real, daily presence in my life, as we constantly exchanged silly and serious messages throughout most days - and I didn't realize how much it meant to me, how much it helped me through my days, until I suddenly lost her.
Her death was sudden and unexpected, and involved several of us (her family and friends) begging (long distance) her local police to please break down her door and check on her, because no one had been able to get a hold of her for two days (over a weekend), very unlike her. They finally did it, and found her dead of a heart attack, in her home.
I cried my eyes out that night in bed, cried till my eyes were puffy red slits. As I lay there, I suddenly felt a sort of peace; like the tension just drained out of me, then I felt this tingling all over my body, like when a chill passes over you, only it was widespread and lasted longer than usual. Suddenly, I was sure that was my friend, making contact, letting me know all was well.
After Vince died, I've had many similar experiences, sometimes at the oddest moments, anywhere and anytime, but usually when I'm getting anxious and need reassurance. It makes me smile, and I feel a sudden pang of joy and I just KNOW it is him.
I've never told anyone about it because I feel sure no one would truly understand or believe . . . except you folks.