August 1997, suburban Sydney, NSW Australia
I was sitting in my office at work one afternoon, when I had a phone call to say my father, aged 56, had collapsed and been taken to hospital. I immediately rang the hospital, to be told that he had passed away, heart attack.
I had to go to my mother's work and pick her up, take her to the hospital, and we got to see him and say our own goodbyes, as well as my brother who had arrived at the hospital. After this I took mum home and stayed with her, and we decided not to tell my grandparents that night as it was late. We would go there and tell them tomorrow.
In the morning, we drove to my grandparents' house (my mother's parents, who were very close to my dad and like his own parents, their son-in-law). We went in, and before we had a chance to tell them what had happened, they told us a story.
The night before (about 8 hours after dad passed), they were sitting up in bed watching tv, and from the wall behind them (or so it seemed) came a strange glowing "thing", perhaps like a firefly, about half the size of a golf ball, hovered gently over them for maybe 20 seconds, then slowly made its way over their bed towards the window, went through the window and was gone.
My grandparents could not figure out what this was, and my grandfather as he was, had to get up, go check every room of the house and check the fuse box, as they were perplexed.
After this we had to tell them about dad, and we were all convinced that this glowing orb was dad passing through to say goodbye.