About fifteen months ago I had a child with my girlfriend, recently one of our best friends Beth tragically died in a car accident so we named our child after her.
She was a really happy child and always laughing, but sadly she died at seven months old of septicemia (blood poisoning) needless to say me and Stacie were both grief stricken, so we got to arrange the funeral, telling all the family members, all of the heart breaking things you have to do when a close family member passes on.
A month or so later we had the funeral and it was like hell, but we got through it, on the way back home, Stacie plugged her iPod into the CD player, as music seemed to help with the grief, and strangely the song tarantula by pendulum started playing, which wasn't on the current play list.
At that moment we both remembered how all three of us loved that song me and Stacie used to sing along to it and Beth would just sit and laugh, we both strongly believed in the afterlife and believed it was our little girl telling us she was happy, we both started crying tears of happiness and her parents had to pull over because they really didn't understand what was going on, we explained but they didn't believe us.
After the experience Beth has visited us, we both hear her laugh from her old room and just smile.