I have one serious and sad one from this week.
I came home at 9 pm and was joking with my husband. Just talking about the day, upbeat. He turned and said he was going to bed. I asked if he was sick, no. I kept asking why, and he just said, in a strange voice, that he was going to bed. Not angry, just serious. This was highly unusual.
At 1:00 am I got a call from back east, which is bad. It’s 4:00 am there. Our brother-in-law was calling to say that my husband’s only sister, in her 50s, had passed away suddenly.
I won’t go into the sad rest of that story. But note that he had this tunnel-like desire to go to bed far earlier than normal, at the same time his sister passed away. It was uncanny and freaked us out later.
Wow, I’m sorry for your loss.