This happened the day before my brothers graveside service, after his suicide.
My husband and I were in the back yard. I was in the patio, and he was out watering the trees. We were getting
the house and yard ready for the guests that were coming in for the funeral....
Our patio was the old kind, where they attach a framework to the garage, put up four X fours, and cover it with a top of whatever kind..Ours made of corrugated steel...I was sweeping up the clippings and such after he had finished mowing the yard...The roof of the patio was barely more than a foot and a half over my head.. When all of a sudden
two white doves flew into the yard, at a pretty fast clip, and flew over my head, and under the patio cover, in one end, and out the other, they did this two times...Then they flew over and sat together on the top of the corner, of the patio. They sat there for I would say three minutes. Then they flew back in under the patio and flew off towards the direction they had originally come from....I never had seen these birds before that or after that either...And they were big compared to most doves I had seen before, and solid white.....
My grandmother said more or less the same thing had happen to her right after her daughter, what would have been my aunt...died in child birth...I remembered her telling me that story, when I was a small child...She too was half
cherokee indian David, and as a child I kind of dismissed it. Thinking that she was probably just putting too much import on a mere coincidence......I
always thought after that my brother had come or had sent word to tell me he was ok....
This doesnt really qualify as an ghost, but it was a very odd thing that happened, that I have no explanation for.
My husband just stood there and watched with his mouth open...he said he thougt at first they were attacking me, because they came so close.. But funny thing is i was never afraid of that happening..Stupid I guess....I just felt
like I was watching a wonder...