Something last year happened pretty cool and makes me think we got some form of afterlife.
My aunt succumbed to her cancer June last year and on the day of the funeral, my mom was a mess and the worst out of all of us. Didn't handle it well at all. So getting home, the family sat on the porch just talking and stuff, and the prettiest butterfly came down and landed on my mother's arm. And literally just sat their for about 10 mins before flying off. It was a pretty surreal moment.