A part of me believes this. My mom passed away 19 days before I turned 21. I had been planning my birthday for two months, it was nothing special just going to an NFL game. Well but the time the day came I decided to go, as it was my first outing since she passed. I had a great time, and took a ton of pictures. At one point the Jaguars (my team) had 21 points, I thought it was nothing so I took a picture of the scoreboard, only the numbers where in the picture. Anyway a couple days later (or maybe later that night I really cannot remember) I went to put the pictures on Facebook. Well, you know how the defect faces and try to automatically tag friends? In that picture it tried to tag my mom in the picture and for a brief moment I saw her face, but I freaked out and clicked off the site. I told my stepdad about it a couple of days later. He showed me a picture text message he got about 6 days after she died. It stated “I do not have much, this is all I have to give” and it showed two little people, one giving the other its heart. I started to cry, I wanted a text from my mom, but after a month or so I realized I got something better. We always talked about my 21 birthday, and how we were going to spend it with each other. I got that, because she was there with me at that game, I know it. I know that the story above is crazy, and it very well may be him. Mine just may be happenstance, but sometime you have to accept that there are mysteries in this world, and instead of finding the logic explanation, accept what will give you peace.