Ok a couple nights after my Grandpa died I was sleeping and could have swore he was sitting on the side of my bed looking down at me smiling.
The day my mom passed I was leaving the hospital. A voice in my head said very clearly "Don't go !" I didn't listen and by the time I had driven home about an hour away they were calling for me to return. I went back and about 2 AM in the morning I was reclining in the waiting room and as clear as hell I heard a voice say "I love you ! I'm leaving now !" I got up and started for ICU and staff met me halfway saying I needed to come because she was dying. I said "I know!" Swear to freaking God !