My Gran who I thought the world of passed away last week. Although I live down south and my Gran lived in Scotland we were very close. I thought the world of her, she really was such a kind hearted women. It was her birthday a few days before, and I had sent up some flowers as usual.
I went up to Scotland for her funeral and stayed in her flat with my Mum. We slept in her bedroom. My Gran passed away at the hospital. During my first nights sleep I was woken by a very strong floral scent. I sniffed everywhere surrounding me to see if I could find where it came from but couldn't find anything that had the scent on it.
I woke my Mum; she said she could smell it too. I carried on lying in bed and a cold sensation that turned warm travelled up my right arm, over my chest then disappeared. The experience lasted for 5 - 10 minutes. I wasn't scared, I just lay there, relaxed still, feeling comforted.
The smell came back again just as strong and kept me awake again. There was nothing in my Grans bedroom that could have given out the smell. I searched everything! I saw it as my Nan comforting me... And hope that it was.
In the morning I spoke about my experience again with my Mum and my Auntie. My Aunt then produced a bottle of my Grans perfume she had taken to the chapel of rest the day before, and told me she has sprayed it on my Gran. I had never seen the bottle of perfume before. I sprayed the perfume and it was the same as the smell that woke me up and kept on coming back.
My Aunt took great comfort in this. It was almost like my Gran was saying, thank you she was all ready now. I wanted to do a reading at my Grans funeral, and had spent along time putting it all together. I was told I wasn't allowed to do it which really upset me, although I didn't show how much. I found the whole experience very comforting. It was like she wanted to say goodbye, and wanted me to know she was there for me. It helped me loads in my grief. I never really believed in anything like it before.