Here's one I was told 2 nights ago by an aid I work with not really quite on topic but quite interesting none the less.
Her mother had died, about 2 or so days after the death the phone rings so she answers it.
Her mother is on the phone talking to her and she tells her mother "your dead" Her mother tells her "oh don't worry about me it's really nice
over here. Oh they're coming now I have to go." She told me her mother was refering to her dead relatives.
I died once when I was a kid. I was never met by anybody but there was a white light I kind of gravitated to. Once on the other side I was told it
was an accident and I was not suppose to die then was introduced to whom I was told were friends and family that wanted me to go back. I didn't
recognize any of them at the time.
A few years later I was shown a family photo and recognized one of the ladies right away. I was told she died before I ever met her and she was the
one that had knitted my baby blanket for me before I was born. She was one of the people in the group I had met.

