The day after my father died I had a remarkable experience.
I went out for a walk and felt his presence. For the first time in my life, we began to genuinely communicate on the most fundamental level -- spirit to spirit. I discovered what a truly remarkable being he was. Or should I say, is! Because I know now that there is life after death, and it makes me feel so happy to know he's still around.
Does that sound weird?
Well, it isn't. At least, not for me.
When my father 'died,' his spirit left his body. But the conscious personality still lives on.