My latest experience happened three weeks ago. This is now twenty five months after losing my wife.
This was only a brief happening which left me flabbergasted to say the least. I woke up again in the early hours of the morning in my usual bed. I found myself looking into my wife’s face laying on the pillow.
She was smiling at me with a twinkle in her eyes that I can remember so well when she was alive and well. As I focussed on her face, so thrilled to see her, I stupidly started to say, “Oh! My” and her name and reaching out to cup her face in my left hand, which I know was the wrong thing to do. Being honest it was an automatic gesture which was hard to control. Sadly she was gone in an instant