Like Paul McCartney, these women believe that their deceased relatives returned as animals

Krissi Foskett, 38, and her husband Kevin, 56, own a cleaning company. They live with their daughter Abigail, 16, and their son Stephen, 15, in Rosyth

After a loved one dies, comfort can come in many ways. It can be a song on the radio, a burst of familiar perfume or an old photo album.

However, for some, the tranquility comes in a very unusual way: they think they have received a & # 39; visit & # 39; on the other side, with your friend or relative introducing themselves to them in the form of an animal.

Sir Paul McCartney recently revealed how he believes his wife Linda, who died of breast cancer in 1998, returned like a squirrel to give me a signal. It is unclear how the 76-year-old former Beatle knew the creature was an embodiment of his wife's spirit, though he admitted to having been playing with some hallucinogens at the time.

Skeptics may scoff, but for a surprising number of people, Sir Paul's words struck a chord, since they also believe that lost loved ones have returned as an animal. Here, some tell us why they are convinced that the spirits walk among us, in two, four or even six legs.

My grandmother appeared as a heron to unlock happy memories

Krissi Foskett, 38, and her husband Kevin, 56, own a cleaning company. They live with their daughter Abigail, 16, and their son Stephen, 15, in Rosyth

Krissi Foskett, 38, and her husband Kevin, 56, own a cleaning company. They live with their daughter Abigail, 16, and their son Stephen, 15, in Rosyth

Krissi Foskett, 38, and her husband Kevin, 56, own a cleaning company. They live with their daughter Abigail, 16, and their son Stephen, 15, in Rosyth.

When I was little, my parents separated, so I spent a lot of time with my grandmother, Barbara. After moving to Scotland, I did not see her too much, but we kept in touch by phone. She was over 80 years old and an independent and very sensible person.

Two years ago, she got sick and was boarding a flight to visit her when I got the call to say that she had died. I was so devastated that I collapsed.

A week later, he was trying to write the panegyric for Gran's funeral while on vacation on the west coast of Scotland. But I really fought, it was as if my memories were blocked.

Then, one day, I was sitting looking at the water and a beautiful heron landed a few meters away. At that exact moment, an avalanche of memories quickly returned. I really felt that the heron was Great. Suddenly, I could not stop writing about her. In 35 minutes, he had written all the praise.

The funny thing is that if Gran heard me say this, she would say: "Stop being silly, Krissi." But even though I'm not religious, I think the universe is too big for everything to be about us.

From that day, when I feel depressed or stressed, the herons seem to appear. I feel like it's my big saying: Come on, you can handle this & # 39;

My first husband appears as a robin to help me

Gill O'Neill, 45, owns a daycare center. She lives with her second husband Lawrence, 50, who works in the acquisition of the office in Cambridge and has five children between 26 and 10 years.

Gill O'Neill, 45, owns a daycare center. She lives with her second husband Lawrence, 50, who works in the acquisition of the office in Cambridge and has five children between 26 and 10 years.

Gill O'Neill, 45, owns a daycare center. She lives with her second husband Lawrence, 50, who works in the acquisition of the office in Cambridge and has five children between 26 and 10 years.

Gill O'Neill, 45, owns a daycare center. She lives with her second husband Lawrence, 50, who works in the acquisition of the office in Cambridge and has five children between 26 and 10 years.

Phil, my husband of 19 years, died in November 2015, one year after being diagnosed with cancer. He was only 53 years old, and the pain and commotion were unbearable for both of them.

But he has found a way to console me after his death, returning as a robin. There is a saying: "A robin appears when a loved one is near," and I really believe that has been the case with Phil.

Every time I need your advice, or I'm thinking about it, a robin appears. I know I would say, what a bunch of junk, but it happened too often to be just a coincidence.

I think Phil gave me permission to fall in love again. The night of my first date with my second husband, Lawrence, I was sitting in my car "talking" with Phil about that, and suddenly a robin appeared in my car.

He helped me make other important decisions, too. Phil and I set up the nursery that I own together, and after his death I really got stressed asking if I would have to sell it. The day I had to make the decision, I went to take out the trash and two robins were sitting in the trash.

Gill O & Neil and her first husband Phil, who died in November 2015, one year after being diagnosed with cancer

Gill O & Neil and her first husband Phil, who died in November 2015, one year after being diagnosed with cancer

Gill O & Neil and her first husband Phil, who died in November 2015, one year after being diagnosed with cancer

I felt that Phil had brought my dear father, who died in 2013, with him, and they said, "Do not sell." Then I did not.

When I told the children, my oldest daughter thought I was angry. But my twins were only seven years old and they often say: "I really miss dad." and then you will see a robin nearby. It gives them comfort to think that they are thinking of us.

Mom came back like a deer to keep us from selling our house

Jenny Smedley, 68, is an author of Norfolk. She is married to Tony, 70, a retired radio host, and they have an adult son and three grandchildren

Jenny Smedley, 68, is an author of Norfolk. She is married to Tony, 70, a retired radio host, and they have an adult son and three grandchildren

Jenny Smedley, 68, is an author of Norfolk. She is married to Tony, 70, a retired radio host, and they have an adult son and three grandchildren

Jenny Smedley, 68, is an author of Norfolk. She is married to Tony, 70, a retired radio host, and they have an adult son and three grandchildren.

I know that skeptics will say that I am crazy to believe that my mother came back to me after death, but I feel sorry for them. If you are not open to the messages of people who died, you are missing that magic.

The visit came after we moved to our lovely bungalow in Norfolk in 2014. It's the kind of place we've always dreamed of having, with views of the countryside and roses at the door.

It is exactly the kind of house that my mother Win would have loved, although unfortunately she died more than 20 years ago.

Then, in 2016, we were told that two 100-acre electrical substations would be built directly behind our house. We were terribly upset. It was going to have a big impact on our beautiful house.

One day last summer, I woke up very early and wandered around our property with the dog. I had been thinking so much about Mom and how I would have loved to have shared this house with her, and how now we might have to sell.

I turned a corner, and standing at the bottom of the garden was a great deer. I had never seen one close before. The sunlight was directly behind him, selecting each tooth from his antlers, and it looked perfect. We looked at each other and there was a "moment" that passed between us that I can not describe. It was completely magical. Then he jumped into the air without making a sound and disappeared.

Jenny and her mother Win Bishop in 1970

Jenny and her mother Win Bishop in 1970

Jenny and her mother Win Bishop in 1970

I am completely convinced that the deer was a mother, and told me to stay in the house of my dreams.

She was giving us a vital message about the future, because to our great relief and surprise, a few months later we learned that the substation would be built a few kilometers away instead of right next to us. Our home was safe. I know that if I could talk to mom now she would say, "Thank God you understood what I was trying to tell you."

Dad played a practical joke on me: like a moth!

Jo Lawson, 35, lives with his partner Frank, 42 ​​years old. Both are officials and live near Wigan with their daughters of five and 11 years.

Jo Lawson, 35, lives with his partner Frank, 42 ​​years old. Both are officials and live near Wigan with their daughters of five and 11 years.

Jo Lawson, 35, lives with his partner Frank, 42 ​​years old. Both are officials and live near Wigan with their daughters of five and 11 years.

Jo Lawson, 35, lives with his partner Frank, 42 ​​years old. Both are officials and live near Wigan with their daughters of five and 11 years.

My dad Robert was a character bigger than life, a real mockery that loved to make me scream throwing spiders. I loved him very much and I felt devastated when he died in May, at the age of 61, after I was diagnosed with a brain tumor.

A few weeks later, I was standing in the bathroom when a huge black moth, half the size of my hand, began to flutter around my head. I hate the creepy crawlies and I screamed for the place, but when I asked Frank to get rid of him, he could not find a trace of him.

Two weeks later, I was folding my clothes when it happened again: a massive black moth fluttering around my head.

I had never seen a moth like that before, so I tried to search Google to see what it could be. That's when I learned that, in Mexico, it is believed that a large black moth is a dead soul that visits you. At first it was disconcerting, but now it's reassuring to know that Dad tried to visit me. It really felt like his way of saying: & # 39; You have to keep living & # 39;

Jo's father, Robert, who was a character bigger than life

Jo's father, Robert, who was a character bigger than life

Jo's father, Robert, who was a character bigger than life

Dad attended his own funeral, in the form of an owl

Tina Jenkins, 60, is a television producer. She is single and lives in Chertsey, Herts

Tina Jenkins, 60, is a television producer. She is single and lives in Chertsey, Herts

Tina Jenkins, 60, is a television producer. She is single and lives in Chertsey, Herts

Tina Jenkins, 60, is a television producer. She is single and lives in Chertsey, Herts.

My father loved his garden. He spent all his time digging vegetables, and although he was around 80 years old when he died, he was still fit.

Then, when he died of bladder cancer in 2012, we scattered his ashes in his beloved garden.

Moments later, a large owl appeared on the fence. It was almost luminous, with creamy feathers and a moon face. It reminded me of dad, since he had always had a kind of owl look.

The whole family stared at the owl, and looked straight back for about six minutes, never moving.

Curiously, dad had no sense of spirituality; He was very practical. But I am convinced that he returned to us that day; I think there's more in the world than just the ordinary.

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