I had heard of cold spots when a spirit was present, but I had my doubts as to whether or not this was true. Now, I believe.
My mother passed away a little over a year ago, in early November. I reside in Lubbock, Texas, and my mother and sister were in Joplin, Missouri.
My mother, 92 years old, had been in declining health for several months. My sister called to say our mom had taken a turn for the worse and had only a few hours to live.
Later, in the afternoon, one of my sister's daughters called and said my mom was immobile and unable to speak; but she responded to people speaking to her by moving her head and raising her hand. My sister's daughter asked me to speak to my mom and put the phone to my mom's ear. I told my mom that I knew she had been suffering, and if she wanted to move on to her next life, that was alright with me. But I told her to wait for us, and we would all be together someday. My niece asked me to call back if I could think of more to say.
I was home alone, sitting in front of the computer. Although I had told my mom we would meet again, my faith wasn't very strong, and I had my doubts about this being true. I wished for some kind of sign to let me know I would really see her again someday. I kind of shushed that thought away, thinking that would be too much to ask.
It had been a nice day, sunny, with the temperature around 70 degrees. No cold front was predicted. While sitting in the computer chair, I remembered I had sent a letter to my mom a day or two earlier. That was something I could call back to say.
Suddenly, I felt cold, as though the temperature had quickly dropped. Not freezing cold, but very uncomfortably cold. Usually, if the temperature makes a sudden drop, there is a reason. I was confused, because I wasn't ill, no cold front came in, the doors and windows weren't open, and the sun was still visible. I got up and put a jacket on, but that didn't seem to help. I then turned on the central heat, and a few minutes later, I wasn't so cold. But never in my life had I become suddenly cold for no apparent reason.
I called back and was told that my mom had died several minutes earlier. It finally dawned on me that the coldness occurred about the same time my mom had died. In my mind, what I had wished for (or prayed about) had been granted. I received a sign that my mom had lived on, and I was reassured we would meet again someday!
About two months later, my daughter, 21 years old, dreamed she was sitting in my mom's former house, with my mom sitting in a chair nearby. My daughter knew my mom had died, so she was confused as to why my mom was there. She asked my mom how she had been. My mom replied, "Oh, you know, just enjoying my time off". My daughter kept staring at her, because she didn't want her to disappear. My daughter then woke up, cold and shivering, although her bedroom wasn't cold.
I'm glad my daughter related this to me. I felt it added credibility to my experience.