This happened in July of 2002 in a coastal town of Oregon, I was separated at the time from my husband, in June of the same year he passed away, I was walking to the county courthouse, and for some reason I had been looking down, then I felt the urge to look up, I froze in my footsteps, I looked ahead to where the courthouse was and there on the corner by a stop sign was my deceased husband, looking ahead, arms folded, leaning on the stop sign, looking relaxed actually, it seemed like he stood there for a length of time, then he looked at me... An it looked like a different person.
Now this took place in the spring of 2003, I was staying at my deceased husbands parents in California with our 4 boys, I was sitting outside of the house smoking (yes a bad habit) I saw something out of the corner of my eye. It was my husband again, standing next to the garage, this time he was looking at me, said nothing, but was wearing the same clothes he had on when I first saw him, white t-shirt, levi jeans, white high top tennis shoes (he wore this a lot in life), I looked away then back, he was gone, I haven't seen him again since then, I found it odd that not only would I see him in this way once.
But twice, we parted on bitter terms, he was abusive, and had a severe drinking problem (he was 31 when he passed) the last thing I expected, was to see him again.
❤ leah