Heard my name called

Guineagirl yes it was a great comfort to me, as lots of things have been over the years, I always feel sad though when I hear that some other people haven’t had an experience to comfort them, I’d love to think that more people will at some time in their lives, as it really does help you come to terms with death

In the forties and fifties a certain folk song was often played on the ‘wireless’, as soon as Mum heard it she would drop what she was doing and rush to switch it off. We never knew why because Mum would be snappy if asked saying it was “just unlucky”. After Mum had died I went to a spiritualist meeting in the village hall a few times with friends for tea and a natter. One such time after the meeting the visiting medium came over and said she could hear singing connected to me, when she told me the song, I was dumbstruck.

Gosh that's impressive, Trixee!

I have heard my sister’s voice and I’ve felt terrible about it ever since because I had nodded off in my 4 yr old son’s bed as he played with his toys in the room.
My sister had recently died of breast cancer at the very young age of 36 and had had a very traumatic few years preceding her diagnosis. Nothing was going right for her. She had wanted family and it wasn’t to be and I suppose everything she wanted, I had which made me feel very guilty. She wrote me a goodbye letter before she died which told me she loved me and made my heart break. I didn’t reply to it other than to say thankyou which I’ve always regretted. I suppose I didn’t want to accept the awful situation.
When I heard her voice she was shouting, “You bitch!” at me as I woke up and I heard it when I was awake too. I felt so guilty for my son that I had slept even for a short time and I felt awful because her voice sounded so fierce that it seemed full of hate.
I am hoping that if there is life after death that she loves me as I do her even though I have made many mistakes in bringing up my son. :-(

I've experienced that, years ago. I also experienced hearing a meow from a cat that had died.

Grief can do strange things to a person's mind sometimes.

I remember my Mum answering my Dad ,a week or so after he died. When I asked who she was talking to, she said he often called her.
After my Grandma died I often thought I saw her out of the corner of my eye.

My parents died over 40 years ago when I was in my early 30's.

My mother definitely called my name a few times- usually when I was lying in bed, not asleep but thinking about sleep.

My partner of over 20 years passed away last October. The next morning I was sat on the edge of bed talking to my daughter on the phone when I felt movement behind me , I looked around thinking it was my little dog jumping up on the bed but my dog was nowhere to be seen.....a little while later , after finishing the phone call , I was sat by my dressing table brushing my hair , and felt a strong sense of feeling that someone was standing in the bedroom doorway , so , much so, I’d phoned my daughter back to tell her ...it didn’t frighten me as I knew it was my partner visiting me ......
Couple weeks later, I’d taken my dog over the park for his usual run , and I distinctly heard my partners voice calling my name along with a sense of a slight tap on my shoulder..

My mother died in a hospice surrounded by my family I couldn’t be there the pain was to much, I received the phone call to say she had passed and it was all over now and the family left. I decided I had to see her so drove up to the hospice in a terrible state and entered the room to see her one last time I told her I loved her and was so sorry for being a bit troublesome when I was younger and had never felt pain like I was feeling at that moment with that I left. The next day I had a hospital appointment while I was sat in the waiting room I heard her voice as clear as day say my name like she was sat right behind me I looked round expecting her to be there it was that clear, then. approximately 2 years later I went away for the weekend was walking down the shopping mall and heated her again I know it was my mum and not anything else she had a quiet Irish accent and I heard it as plain as day, I have never heard it again but know she is there and watching over us x

One evening I was in the bathroom getting ready for bed when I heard my name clearly said behind me. It was a female voice which could possibly have been my mother’s. She had died many years before. Interesting to read this thread.

I've always been the fat, black sheep of the family , kept hidden away then kept myself hidden .
My Mum died 9 years ago but one afternoon when doing my ironing , relaxed and happy , I was thinking about the family plan to go and visit an aunt for her 80th birthday .
I heard a loud voice behind me which made me jump around in fright , rocking the ironing board and iron in the air . It was my mother's voice stating " But , Lizzie , you can't go " .
Has never happened again .

MY Mother passed away and then my Father passed away -
one of my Sisters sons - has been phoning me and passing nasty comments, saying that you are by yourself now and it was him and that he done it on purpose, and you do not need a big house, as we use to live in Formby - Liverpool and some of my Mother relations - smashed our home window in the night and then they came back and smashed one of our car windows in and then they came back and put a chemical though our letter box, which made the family unwell - and later on we had to put our family dog down - due to the smoke of the chemical - but also they were bulling my Mother for years and calling her names and following her home from work as well - then we moved twice and they were going on - to my Mother - you and your two cars and one a other time my Mothers Father passed away and they were bulling my Mother and two of the mothers relations went for my Mother and one tried to hit in the face and the other one tried to hit on the back of the head - on the way out - - but her sister - kind of goes on - that we all vote for Labour around here - we think they were very jellies' of my Mother and Father -
WE have been InTouch with the Merseyside police - with regard this son of my Mothers sister - and he has also been making thetas as well - but the police will not do anything about it - and to what my Mothers Sisters son been bragging - we - now think it was him who put our window in and other things to our property in Formby - Liverpool and done harm to our family.....

I think that you should start a new thread.

I’m not sure what you are asking ?

Do you need advice or are you just venting?

Not quite hearing my name but my mum passed away today and when I was on the phone to my sister I heard my mum. They sound totally different. I felt freaked out.

Six months after my Father in Law died he 'appeared' as my husband and I were watching TV. I saw a movement out of the corner of my eye and turned my head - my FiL was standing there wearing a suit he had worn about 30 years ago. I was s shocked I couldn't speak then he faded away. My husband didn't see him. I also used to smell his pipe tobacco occasionally. My Mum died 30 years ago and I still sometimes smell her perfume. For a couple of years after she died I often used to wake around 2am and feel her sitting on the edge of the bed. I never saw her but knew it was her.

Shortly after my best friends brother died my friend was driving and he clearly heard his brother say his name.
Since my parents died I have had times when I have strongly felt there presence and felt reassured. I have also had dreams where I have had short conversations with them fully aware that they are no longer alive but them reassuring me.
Hearing the voice of a loved one,especially shortly after death is not uncommon. I know many people feel those we have lost visit us in dreams. I dont know if we will ever know the answer. I think at the very least it's a tribute to the love we shared with those people that we remember when we most need it.

I’m often woken up my my Mums voice, lately it’s my MILs , they just seem to shout my name which wakes me up, as my MIL rarely spoke to me in real life, I think it’s just a very vivid dream.

The evening of my grans funeral we were in her room chatting about her. Suddenly her grandfather clock started chiming, and wouldn't stop. My dad eventually took the chiming mechanism out! That was the strangest experience ever.

I used to be a classroom assistant many moons ago. One little girl in the class had severe heart problems so she was limited with regards to what she could do physically. She loved drawing and colouring, especially butterflies. Sadly, she died suddenly and at her funeral I was sat with other school staff when one of them nudged me and said that was here. There on her coffin was the most beautiful big butterfly. I have never forgotten it.

Right after my father died I remember my mother saying so sadly, ‘I’ll never hear his voice again.’

It was a long time ago, and I dare say she’d forgotten that we had several short videocamera clips of him. I made a compilation of them to give her soon afterwards.

Yes, my Mom also hears my Dad calling her (he passed away almost two years ago), she also sees him quite often. It is quite comforting to know they are still with you. Life is so special that I believe the energy stays when the packaging has gone.

Shropshirelass that is a perfect description!

I have often heard my mum say something in my ear.its a common thing

I saw my grandma the night before she died.I heard someone call me. So I sat up in bed to see and there was grandma by the door.so I stuck my head under the cover.then came out and she was still there for a good few minutes.then I jumped out of bed all the while looking around and went into my mum and dads bedroom woje them up and said grandma's in my room.my mum said don't be daft you are dreaming. Go back to bed.next morning while I was at schoolschool my brother told me my grandma had died early that morning

Another time when my grandma was in her nursing home.my mum and I went to visit.grandma kept looking at me.some how she told me she wanted to see my dad.so I told him when I got home.and 2 days later he set off on his vespa scooter.when he got back he said she was surprised to see him as she hadn't said a word to me.