This is a very personal story, My only older brother died on 10/07/2014,leaving so many unanswered questions and sadness behind, you see he killed himself. In just about 3 weeks before his death something happened to him, and we don't know what and will never know, all we know is that in those last few weeks he stopped smiling, stopped sleeping, and felt so desperate and so helpless, that he took his life. I am heartbroken. The next few days after he passed were a haze, but life must go on.
I helped may parents arrange and prepare for his funeral services, tried to stay strong for them, but inside falling apart, because I wanted and needed to know that he was "okay" now, in peace, and wondering if there truly is something after this life. Well I got my answer, my family and I went to pick his plot where he was to be buried, we picked a spot under a lot of big beautiful trees. While getting on the golf cart that drives you around the cementary, I got this feeling, a very strong urge that I needed to take a picture of his final resting place, so I did and put the iphone away after doing so. Later that evening I reviewed the picture I took, and what it shows is amazing, (I will post it as well).
My brother is standing there looking down at his plot, wearing what he had on when he passed, he is sorrounded by "winged beings", there was nothing or any other persons there but us, I think this is my brother letting me know he is okay now. Every day is still hard, knowing I will never see him again, but I truly hope there is peace and something great after life on Earth, where we can all be together once more.