My aunt had serious heart surgery, and remembers standing on a mountain. On a mountain right next to the mountain she was on, she saw her mother, brothers and sisters who had previously died. They told my aunt to come over and join them. My aunt told them that she did not have her purse with her and would have to return to get her purse first. The next thing my aunt knew she was waking up in Recovery after her surgery.
Another of my aunts, before she died in the nursing home, called out, “No, Mike, not yet. Ma? Ma?” Mike was the deceased son of my aunt, Apparently he was at the foot of her bed, and my aunt was telling him she could not go with him, and was calling instead for her mother. She died shortly afterward. Her daughter related this story to me.
My mother told me for a week before she died that my father (who died years before) was coming to get her. She had me do her hair for her.