This takes place in 1999 the night my dad passed away. I don't remember much because I was only six years old at the time. My mom, aunt and stepsister had gone into the room my dad passed away in to talk about something or another. I had gotten bored and started pacing around the living room and I decided to look out the window for some odd reason and right in front of me was a man with a bright golden light around him but I couldn't see his face. It wasn't the street lamp because the only lamp on my street had blown out long before my dad passed away and like I said, it was night. Anyway, I screamed for my mom and she came running out asking what was wrong. I told the three of them what I saw but my mom didn't see anything when she looked out the window. I never saw the man again after that. To this very day I believe it was my dad but I don't think he meant for me to see him.
My mom also had a type of experience but I didn't get much detail except it was 1993 and I believe she said it too was the night her mom passed away and her and my aunt looked out a window and saw a light go straight up into the sky. My mom and I believe that it was my grandma. Both my brothers said it was a star or a plane.