Most definatley. When my grandfather died, I was crushed. He had cancer for several years and was suffering, so I knew it was for the best, but I could not console myself to the fact that I had so much to say and never said it. He was a very special part of my life and I let him down, anyway, not long after he passed, I was sitting in my rocking chair crying, and he put his hand on my shoulder told me he loved me and he was in a better place. He also told me he would always be there. I have felt him many times and it brings me great comfort.