On more than one occassion, My Dad who passed in 1984 has come to visit me. In times of crisis I often feel him standing behind me quiding me throw the crisis.
I worked nights at the hospital for 10 yrs. I always knew that a death had occured because I would see a soft cloudy orb pass over head. Sure enough a patience would pass over during the night. I still see them but not as often and usually now it is a forwarning that someone I know or have met has crossed over.
I will lose something, hair brush for example, I will lokk everywhere then I will say "Ok put it back, You have had your fun." It always shows up usually in a place I know I have looked. I enjoy their guidence when I an searching for something. I was job hunting once, got dis couraged and decided to go home. Softly I hear turn at next corner, turn again and I came to a building that was looking for part time workers. I got hired right away, stayed for 10 plus years but best of all I loved the job. I have many more stories but I do not want to bore you.