So, as you probably know, my dad died when I was 5, which was 15 years ago :) Ok, so in March 1983...I have never experienced his presence, but strongly believe he is here with us. Last night, we were playing, and out of the blue, Shane asked me, "Mommy, do you remember when I saw Grandpa who lives up in the sky?" (I reminded him that Grandpa Skip lives in heaven)..he said, "Yes, I saw him at Brandon's baptism." (my girlfriend's baby, who was baptised this summer). So I thought a minute, wondering if maybe someone there looked like my dad, which I couldn't think of anyone, so I asked Shane if he was inside or outside, he couldn't remember. I asked him if they talked to each other, he said no. But I do believe that my dad was there, somewhere-maybe at the church, at Miriam's house afterwards...somewhere, letting Shane know he was there! I told my mom, and she feels, as I do, that kids can see this, because they are open to it, so Shane's open to the idea, and he saw him. Maybe this is too out there for some of you, but I have hope-I hope my daddy, as I call him, is right here laughing at this post as I type it! Have some hope...
(photos taken right before this conversation-we were making oatmeal raisin cookies)
3 comments:
spooky. cute, but spooky.
That brings tears to my eyes...I can't stop crying...I totally believe that those in heaven watch over our babies. I know that Scott's dad is watching over ours : )
That is so sweet and touching!!!!
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