<human>: My dad died unexpectedly of a heart attack when I was 18. At some point when I was a kid, he had given me a bracelet with a giraffe charm on it. I wore that bracelet until eventually it broke, probably about a year before he died. I just ended up throwing the whole thing away as it had gotten pretty scratched up by that point. 

After he died, I started driving his truck around, as it still smelled like him, and I have many fond memories of Saturday mornings with my dad in that truck.  One day, about a week after his death, I was out running errands and needed to stop at home to pick something up.  I ran into the house, grabbed what I needed and hopped back into the truck.  On the dashboard my giraffe charm, that I had thrown away the year before, was sitting there.  No one else was home at the time, and we lived out in the country without any close neighbors. I was raised in an agnostic/atheist household, so I still don't know what to believe. But I like to think it was my dad letting me know he is still with me in some way.

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<bot>: my dad gave me a giraffe charm bracelet when I was a kid. I threw it away when it broke. After he died it reappeared on the dash of his pick-up truck.