My Dad died last April. About two hours after he died, a picture behind the couch flew off the wall. It landed several feet in front of the couch.

My Dad was a painter. He had agreed to paint a woman's house, but died before he got to that job. After about a month I called that woman to see if she was interested in hiring me. She told me that around a week prior, she was thinking about my Dad and wondering when he was going to contact her to get started. And at that moment, her dog began barking at nothing and she felt creeper out like he was seeing a ghost. She didn't find out he died until after that.

As I said my Dad was a painter. He was killed in a hit and run. The man who hit him worked in the paint department of our local hardware store. My Dad had purchased paint from him earlier in the day.

One night my Mom called me. I was on my back deck, and I kept seeing a light out of the corner of my eye. Like a firefly or bright star was always in my peripheral vision. I kept looking up and saw nothing but the ordinary sky. I didn't think much of it as I spoke to my Mom on the phone. I never mentioned it to her because it seemed insignificant at the time.

But later that very night, unbeknownst to me until the next day, my Mom was just feeling broken over my Dads death. She got down on her knees and prayed in her bedroom. She said she felt my Dads presence in the room, and a feeling came over her that he was okay, but that he would be leaving this Earth soon. At that moment she seen a bright light in her window, whuch made a flash and then flew away. Remember, that same night I saw unexplained light flashes in the sky as I spoke to her on the phone.

But weeks prior to that, I "asked the radio" to play me a song about my Dad. I do that a lot, as I believe God communicates to us through music. The next song that played was "Oh baby I love your way." I played that song and thought of my Dad for weeks, but after the light flashes in the sky, these lyrics became more meaningful:

"The moon appears to shine and light the sky. With the help of some fireflies. I wonder how they have the power to shine, shine, shine. I can see them under the pine.."

Conveniently, my backyard where I noticed the lights has many pine trees.

I have more such stories throughout life. But this time after my Dad was killed, had so many chilling moments for many in my family. I have no doubt that there is more beyond this life.