I posted this lengthy reply to Meg's topic (package) but it was so interesting a story, I wanted to share it with all. mystery is sometimes a nice respite from pain alone!
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this didn't happen to me but to an acquaintance/ friend (favorite cashier at our local supermarket). Her husband died a month before my John drowned but we (John & I) only knew of it a week or so before John's own death, when we questioned why we hadn't seen her. And she was never aware John drowned until months later when she returned to work from her leave of absence, since then we have become sisters in sorrow. Still maintain our isolation but never the less have the knowing bond of sorrow.

The day her husband died, she had kissed him goodbye late one morning (they were newlyweds - only been married a year), went to run some errands for her mom intending to return home in an hour, but not expecting to find him there, as he was scheduled to go to work himself. She returned, was surprised to see his car, went in & called for him, no answer. Went into the bedroom and found him slumped between the bed stand and the bed, dead from a killer heart attack or stroke (something that took him "before he hit the floor" she was told).

His body was taken to the coroner, as by law it must have, and all the other ceremonies (funeral, cremation, burial, what have you)were carried out. Life, sad as it was/ is, marches on.

About 6 months ago, I saw Adrienne at the market & she pulled me aside and said she needed to tell me something. She said she received a call from the Coroners Office asking her when she could come there and pick up an article that belonged to her husband. She replied, "what do you mean, I already have his belongings, it was just the tee shirt and shorts he was wearing when he was taken from the house, and I got those back from you already over a year ago", they said they had something else, but they couldn't give her any information (as it was sealed in an envelope and they were just relaying the message to her anyway). For the life of her she couldn't imagine what it was - his wallet wasn't sent with him, she didn't recall there was anything in any of his work out pants pockets, after all, he was getting ready to get in the shower the morning he died, to go to work.

Well she went to the Coroners office, retrieved the envelope, and in it found a picture of them on their first date after they had confirmed their new found love for each other!

Adrienne is not "religious" but is certainly been made to be more inquisitive about spirit, as we all do or become, especially after death, and this was just beyond anything she could explain. She was afraid to tell many - her therapist in particular - because she knew they would think her crazy. But she really couldn't explain how this picture came forward from the Coroner's office, months later. Neither could I; could just say 'spirit works in mysterious ways'

I'm also thinking maybe this was her husbands way, now only in spirit, of guiding her towards a less biased approach to "religion" or at least "spirit" and the eternal hereafter. And of course I am in awe, even while being a little envious.