This account, as my last one, involves strange goings on surrounding my mother. Some might consider the following as merely a coincidence but I find the odds of that being so, astonishingly small. While not strictly "ghostly" I believe that it was orchestrated by those not in the physical realm.
In 2007 my mother was, sadly, stricken with terminal cancer. Towards the end of her illness she was hospitalized in a town, a thirty minute drive from London, Ontario. My brothers, sister, our spouses and I had taken on shifts in an around the clock bedside vigil during her last few days.
It was an early evening in May and it was my turn to be at the bedside. Although my mother had not regained consciousness for several days by this time, her vitals were fairly steady. This was not to last. Her breathing changed while I was there with her that evening and the nurse told me that the end would likely come soon.
At the same time the sky was darkening outside and an impressive thunderstorm was developing in the distance. It headed for the hospital and hit was some vigor. I love a good thunderstorm and watched it go through its paces with its intense flashes and ripping thunder. As the storm ebbed a new sound split the air.
The fire alarm bells were sounding in the hospital. We were told that we could remain as it was just a "trouble" alarm, not an actual fire and that they had put out a call for maintenance.
My mother was doing very poorly by then.
The maintenance person on call for the hospital that evening happened to be my brother (he was an employee of the hospital). He saw me in the hallway and said that one of the smoke detectors was in fault mode.
He searched for the alarm and isolated it to the floor my mother was on and then to the wing, then to the hallway and you guessed it. It was the smoke detector in my mother's room.
With my brother now also in the room my mother gave her last breath and died.
I do not believe that this series of coincidences were mere chance. It seems to me that my mother wished for my brother to be present when she passed over and managed to do so in a grand way.