Can loved ones let us know they are around us ?

Purple, it is the sign of unconditional love. If we are lucky enough, we will experience this with our families, our loved ones, friends, perhaps even pets. It is a tie that binds us and one that can carry over even beyond death. Love, the greatest of gifts is something that lasts forever. I say this because I've had my own experience with my mother and have had siblings and friends share some of their personal experiences. I have saved a recording on my answering machine for more than 8 years now. I received it sometime after my mother passed away. In the beginning, her voice sounds like my sister. It is a short recording which starts with "Hey Mar". Nobody calls me "Mar" except my siblings. The voice changes to one like an EVP recording and says " YOU are (then somewhat garbled) LOVED". I remember the first time I heard it. I immediately thought that the message was "other worldly" and I got the tingles. Because the beginning sounded like my sister, I had to call her to verify if she was the caller. No, she had not left me any message. That is when I knew it was from my mother. I tried using a digital recorder several years later and got a short message as well. After my mother passed, one brother smelled her perfume. Another brother felt like he got a hug. My sister confided in me that only once in her life did she feel a comforting hug from "beyond" ...and that was given by our grandmother. An old friend who lost her son told me she had an old clock that never worked. After her son Will died, she started to hear the clock downstairs chime at night... After several nights of hearing it chime, she finally went down and asked Will what he wanted... After the confrontation, the chiming stopped. Was it her son, sending a message to let her know he was still around ? My friend Donna told me recently of a similar tale. Her Mom, who lived in an apartment in the downstairs section of her house had died recently. She told me that she started to hear her mother's clock chime around 3pm several days in a row. She said the clock had never worked while her mother was alive. It was a decorative piece. However, after she died, it started chiming. Coincidence perhaps ? Donna told me that after she took her mother's ashes out to Oregon, the chiming stopped. Can there be a logical explanation ? These experience tend to raise more questions. Perhaps we will get our answer when we pass on. I know it is one on my "list". ; )) For now, I have blind faith.