lights, spirits, deer and dad

I'm not sure what you (whomever is reading this) think on spirits or signs from above. What I do know is that I have been a strong believer since I was four-years-one-month-and-twenty-three-days-old.
When you lose someone close to you many people need something to hold onto and since I lost my dad I have constantly been looking for signs that he is with me or watching over me. Some people may say that that is a bit desperate or whatever, but that's their opinion.
In highschool Vanissa and I would go for long walks, and a bunch of us would go for a cruise, and there was always a light that would go out as we drove or walked past.... never any others... just odd.. and everytime it did it made me think of my dad - random yes, unbelievable to others.
To this day I am still looking for signs, and some of them have been confirmed by a medium. There's another topic that some find contrevercial... but I didn't bat an eye, I wanted answers, my family doesn't talk so I went searching on my own.
The medium said that if I ever see inkblots, it's my dad's way of being a trouble maker... she had no idea I was a writer, and that I have tons of inkblots. She confirmed lights going out being a way spirits often make their presence known.
I guess I use it as a security blankte of sorts - believing that my father is with me and watching over me. Others would say it's a bit absurd, but once they go through the loss, uncertainty and loneliness then they may begin to comprehend what I mean.
I talk to him sometimes, as if he were sitting with me... some may find this crazy, but it's something I have done since I was a child. I don't always talk aloud, but often I do. When visiting his and Carl's graves I always talk aloud, about what's going on in my life since the last time I stopped and anything I could use some help with. Oddly enough I used to make countless trips the their gravesites in high school when having troubles with friends and school in general.
I used to be super jealous of my brother and handful of cousins... they've all had near death experiences (not why I am jealous!), but during said experiences they have all had an act of a higher being obviously saving their asses... one being dad. I guess it made me jealous because they all had more time with him when he was on Earth, and since then he has been present in their lives and I was never 100 per cent certain he was still around me.
There have been a handful of reassurances I have had over the years, but the most recent takes the cake, and when I told my mom this one she was floored...
Just some back story before I tell this, my dad was an avid hunter and fisher. Hunting was like a lifestyle for him and his brothers and friends. On his headstone there is a deer, and we still have two of his deerheads and photos of all the deer he had shot....
It was the 20th anniversary of my father's death, or very close to there... so I made my treck to the cemetary, and as I walked down the row to Dad and Carl's graves I was talking away. Saying how much I missed them, wished they were here, and that there was something I wish I could share with dad. So I was chatting, keep in mind it's me in a cemetary alone, no one else is there, nothing else is there... nothing living anyway... And so I proceeded to tell my dad that I had met someone, not just any someone, but I was pretty sure that I had found 'the one' and that I wished he was here so I could talk to him about it, and so he could meet Jordan... so I could know what my dad thought... but then I finished saying I knew that if I was sure enough of something then either way I knew my dad would be happy for me and proud all at the same time... So I walked back to my car got in and began to drive down the path to turn around and leave the cemetary.... but as I looked up, there stood a young fawn, still with spots (a baby deer aka bambi)... and that's when I was reassured that my dad is with me, my dad is watching over me and that he is proud of the decisions I have come to....
But that's my interpretation of it...I know there are some people who would just say that it was a baby deer lost...