Do you believe in the supernatural?
I’m not talking about black magic but manifestations of our dearly beloved who passed on to the after life. That these souls visit us once in a while in different forms (the most common I know are butterflies) to remind us they are just around us?
He’s my father’s younger brother and he was only 62. He had two children, my Cousin A who is here in the UAE and her brother, my Cousin B, works in a ship that travels around the world. Cousin B was currently in South America when he learned of the death of his father. Cousin A immediately flew home. Cousin B on the other hand found it difficult to fly as soon as we wanted. They were at sea and they won’t see land, not in a few more days. The time they docked in Panama a few days later, he boarded a cab to take him to the airport, slumped, feeling really sad at the backseat.
The taxi driver asked him, in heavily Spanish accented English,
“Are you ok señor?” Cousin B only nodded. He wasn’t in the mood to talk about why he is going back home. The cab driver saw his bag tag with his name.
“Señor, your family name is Gomez?”
“We have the same family name, señor!”, the cab driver excitedly exclaimed.
Cousin B eased up and carried on a brief conversation with the driver but never shared the sad news that the reason he’s going home is because his father died. Cousin B asked how old is the driver. The driver said he is 62 and worried of his recent heart troubles.
A stabbing pain in Cousin B’s heart. His father was 62 too, and now he’s gone. He looked and looked at the driver thinking, “my father could have the same lines, the same warmth of this aged man”. The last time they were together was about a year ago already.
Then it was time to get off. They’ve reached the airport so Cousin B grabbed his things, paid his due and asked one last question before saying Adios.
“Thank you for the ride. What is your name, by the way?”
“Thank you too, señor. My name is Miguel.”
Cousin B froze and almost dropped his bags. That is his dead father’s name. The exact same name, the exact same age. And my uncle died of heart attack.
OMG!! that is freaky! Good freaky… I wouldn’t be able to hold back my tears if that happened to me.
Yes, what a coincidence! You wonder if there’s a message in it. I once had one of those amazing coincidences, but never figured out if there was a message or meaning to it. Still the odds were unbelievable.
This was in Panama so the family name “Gomez” might be very common and the name “Miguel” too but who would have known!!
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what a coincidence!so nice…
OMGosh, that is an amazing story. I think it was truly his father’s soul trying to comfort him!
This story is so amazing and believable! The same type of thing happened to me.
Our dog was hit by a car and died last December. My boys and I spent the next day grieving. In the afternoon we decided to take a drive into town and one of my boys asked for legos. We pulled into the store parking lot and noticed the car parked facing mine had a dog in it exactly like ours. We sat there for 20 mins just watching it and crying. We took pictures of it and prayed. It was as though it was our one last chance to say good-bye. We went into the store and came back out. There was now a similar car there but a totally different dog! What is the chance of that happening?!