I am going to pass on to you something that I found after my wife passed away. I have found it to be more true in many ways than a lot of the stuff I have seen or read. It will probably choke you up but it is so very worth it.
I Have Only Slipped Away Into The Next Room
Whatever we were together, that we are still
Call me by name. Speak to me in the easy way you always did.
Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes we enjoyed together.
Play, smile, think of me, pray for me.
Let my name be spoken without effort.
Life means all that is ever meant. It is the same as it ever was.
Why should I be out of your mind because I am out of your sght?
I am but waiting for an interval, somewhere very near-- just around the corner.
All is well. Nothing is past; nothing is lost.
One brief moment and all will be as it was before–onlly better, infinitely
happier and forever–we will all be one together with Christ.
Author Unknown
I actually could sense my late lady hanging around for a good long while after she passed. Then it became less and less often. She rarely visits these days, though several months ago I was walking through the house to the neccessary room and out of the blue I got that unique chill and a strong thought/memory/vision of her.
She just stopped by and said “Hi!” I guess. Kind of freaky in a good way. One of those things.
Hope this helps a little.