This happened over 20 years ago, but I can still remember it very vividly.
In 1990, I lost my fiancé' very suddenly in a motor vehicle accident. He was 20 years old and I was 19. We were very close. I was absolutely devastated. He passed away in September and the following New Year's Eve I decided that it was maybe time that I go out and "join life" again. After the festivities at a local night club, I decided to drive out to his house so I could just be closer to him in some way. I went into the house which was completely vacant as everybody was out celebrating the New Years. I stayed in the house for a while and then decided that I would walk out on the porch (crying uncontrollably by this time because I missed him so much).
I remember standing on the front porch and the wind suddenly picking up-really picking up - blowing the wind chimes on the porch. I thought it was strange, but it got really very silent at the same time. (He lived way out in the country on a farm and you always heard crickets, farm animals etc. At night, it was never quite). Then I heard it-I heard someone call my name. There was absolutely nobody there but me. Then I heard my name called twice more. I had to convince myself that I was not going crazy, but I heard it consecutively-three times. I knew in my heart that it was him. It frightened me so much that I bounded off the porch, got in my car, and drove away as fast as I could.
I was never really was a believer in the paranormal until this point, but I will always believe that he was trying to comfort me in my grief.
This was the second or third paranormal incident that occurred following his death. I believe that even in death, love still exists.