Weird things that remind you of a passed relative or friend

Vending machines. Mom and I spent a lot of time at MD Anderson the year before she died and we had our favorite vending machines.

Basketballs or tennis balls.

My grandma would play basketball with us for hours in her back yard. She was ridiculously athletic for a 70 year old woman. Alzheimer's changed that quickly. When she was non verbal and in a wheelchair you could throw a tennis ball past/to her and she'd catch it 100% of the time. It didn't matter how much heat you put on it. She'd get this shite eating grin when she'd catch it.

I catch a smell of my Granny's perfume every once in a while and also have a recurring dream where she clearly tells me that everything will be ok.

The song Mr Bojangles always reminds me of my pup who i had to put down a while back



‘He spoke thru tears, of 15 years
How his dog and him, traveled about
The dog up and died, he up and died
After 20 years he still grieves ‘

About two weeks after my great uncle died, I had a dream where I was eating at some fancy restaurant. My uncle was eating at another table across the room. Throughout the dream, I kept looking his way, trying to figure out who he was eating with. Eventually, he looked right at me, gave me a little wink with his right eye, and went back to conversation at his table. I woke up with a big smile on my face that morning. Miss ya, Uncle Buddy.

Every spring when the azaleas start blooming, I think of my grandmother. She was partially blind and loved the large areas of colors the azaleas provided. I miss her.

We inherited and adopted my MIL goldendoodle. I swear the way she looks at me sometimes it my MIL trying to speak to me!

Seeing cardinals while deer hunting. Always makes me think of my grandpa and dad there for the hunt.

My Paw Paw was a master carpenter and he taught me a lot about woodworking. And about life.

Every time I smell sawdust I swear he's there with me.

My Grandmother: Rose Gardens, Tulips and Tiger Lilies. She was always pruning her roses early in the mornings at the crack of dawn and afterwards would prepare homemade cat head biscuits with gravy, bacon and scrambled eggs. When you stayed durung the summer with her, she would put you to work outside, but always fed me good.

My Grandfather: VW bugs and bream fishing. He would always bring a couple of fishing poles and red worms to my baseball games growing up and after the game, he would always want to go to a couple of his private ponds to bream fish and also nip on the bourbon. He would always fish in a lawn chair with a bottle of bourbon in a brown paper sack in his lap. Wish I could go back and ask about more stories. I remember several, but wished I would of asked more questions. He passed away my Sr year of high school. My Grandmother passed the year before. He died within a year after her of a broken heart imo. Met in 9th grade and were married 65 years.