My Mom was in hospice care. Her body was dying from a ugly lung disease. The week that she passed goes like this. We thought we were going to lose her on Sunday. She had labor breathing etc... I saw her on Monday of that week. She was a little more responsive. Then Tuesday came, I had a light work day that day and visit her that morning she was alert and I fed her breakfast. Didn't really need to do that cause when I when to the bathroom she was feeding herself. I came out of the bathroom and said Mom did you eat all the. She said yes I did. Then I went back there at Lunch time that day help her with lunch and she was telling me about Angels that have been in her room. Then she was telling me about two English ladies that came to see her talking with that English accent and telling her that everything is going to be ok. So Wednesday came around she was doing great I actually thought my mom is going to be ok. My sister that night had a pizza party with her along with her daughter and my mother's sister Judy. They had a lot of fun.

Then Thursday rolled around. I got off work went to go visit her at the hospice house that day parked far away in the parking lot. That day was unusually busy at the hospice house. When I was going to see her I felt weird. I was walking towards the house I looked at the ground and saw a penny. I picked it up. thinking nothing of the penny stuffed it in my pocket and went to go see my Mom. Then went to my Moms room at the house. That day was the beginning of my mothers transition to heaven. I called my brother and sister to tell Mom is going. It was a long day. She passed that Friday morning. My wife and I were going to the hospice house  to see her body. while we were doing that I told my wife to look at this penny I found it at the hospice parking lot, She told me that, Tom this is an English penny. I started to get the chills. I told her that Mom was telling me that two English ladies visited her Tuesday and telling her that everything is going to be all right. Then the day of her funeral were staying at my mothers house with my Dad. my kids and I and my wife Debbie were getting ready for the funeral. everything was off in the house. Debbie was getting read  and TJ my 5 year old son was back there with her. Sophie my 6 year old daughter was with me. Then all the sudden we heard the sound of England's Big Ben. we all acknowledge each other and said " WHAT WAS THAT". My mother always called me doubting Thomas. I feel this is her way telling us that she is here.

Was this experience difficult to express in words?  No

Did you ONLY sense an awareness of presence of the deceased without actually seeing, hearing, feeling or smelling them?            Yes

Could you sense the emotions or mood of the deceased?           Yes

How do you currently view the reality of your experience?           Experience was definitely real

            Was the experience dream like in any way?   No

Did the experience give you any spiritual understandings such as life, death, afterlife, God, etc.?            Yes    

Was the experience witnessed or experienced by others?           No

Were there any associated medications or substances with the potential to affect the experience?            No