My mom and my grandma passed away two years apart, and after their deaths they still made their presence known. My mom and I got along well for the most part, but my grandma and I not so much as she had a mean spirit.
I went out to run an errand for my mom one day because she was tired and not feeling well, but when I got home I found out she had passed away. The EMT revived her and she was on life support for two weeks until she passed on. I was only sixteen at the time of her death and it hit me very hard. She left this world in January, but I did not get the go ahead to lay her to rest until June. Her wish was to be cremated, and to be placed to rest in New York our home town. I followed her wishes and I was able to fly up north to make sure everything was perfect.
The day that I was finishing packing to make my trip back home, I heard the shower in my room start and the toilet flush and I believe that she came to say goodbye and let me know that I was loved and that she knew I missed her. No one else was home with me at this time, and the reason I believe it was her is because she always used the bathroom in my room and also because I felt her with me.
My grandma passed when I was eighteen, I was not able to follow her wishes because I did not have the funds at the time. The day I went to make her final arrangements, I felt a very angry presence but I ignored it because I felt she was mad that she passed away even though she was up there in age. I went home and felt her anger.