There are only a few in my family that I know of that ever has this to happen to them. When I was younger, one of my aunts and her husband drove and 18 wheeler cross-country. My aunt had been having some health problems and while she had a few days off she made a doctor's appointment. After making the doctor's appointment she recieved a call from their dispatcher saying they had a job for them. It was a short run so my aunt told my uncle to take the job and she would meet up with him the next day at the shop. The next morning she headed out meet my uncle but she never made it there.
A few hours after my aunt had left my grandma started smelling roses; thinking that maybe one of us kids had gotten into her perfume she went around smelling all of us, which none us had been into her perfume. She knew it was none of her rose bushes since it was in the middle of winter and there was snow on the ground. After searching for about a hour there was a knock on the door, it was two state troopers. They said there was a real bad accident and they needed her to go with them to identify my aunts' body. On my aunts' way to meet my uncle she blacked out and swerved into the other lane and hit a pick-up head on, after my grandma indentified her the smell of roses went away.
Others that have had the same experience have been my mom, aunt, sister and myself. In 2004 my mom, sister and I were sitting around talking about old times when out of no where we started smelling roses. The place we lived at the time didn't have any rose bushes just a lot of trees with moss hanging out of them. We went all through the apartment, even went outside to see if we could still smell the roses, but never did smell it anywhere else except in the living room. Several hours later my brother called to tell us that our dad was in the hospital and wasn't expected to make it through the night. The next morning while I was getting ready for work I started smelling lilacs. Again I went searching through the house without any luck of smelling or finding anything. About 30 minutes later my brother had called to let us know our dad had passed away early that morning.
October 5th will be a year. I was sitting here in the computer room when I started smelling roses. Knowing there was no perfume or air freshner in my house I still walked through the other rooms and outside to see if I could smell it from anywhere else, but didn't smell anything other than in the computer room. I called my mom and aunt to see if they had heard if anyone in the family was sick or had passed away and told them why I was asking. They weren't sure because they hadn't talked to anyone in a while. All morning I kept smelling roses and never could figure out why.
Later that afternoon I got a phone call from my son's school saying I needed to come pick him up because he was very sick. I went and picked my son up from school and brought him home, while taking care of him and cleaning house I could still smell roses. That evening after my boyfriend got home we agreed that my son needed to go to the emergency room. So I took my son to the hospital and the doctor walked in the room took one look at him and asked if he was diabetic, I said no that he wasn't. The doctor believed that he was and ran some tests which came back positive. He spent a week in the hospital and another week at home on doctor's care. After we brought him home that night, when I or my aunt would pass by his room we could smell lilacs.
We have all gotten used to smelling the scent of roses, but still amazed at how it's our warning sign that something bad is about to happen or something bad has happened. The list of times this has happened goes on and on. These are just a few of the incidents.