My wife and son went out around lunchtime today to run some errands leaving me at home with our daughter and the two dogs. About halfway through lunch A started in on something cute that got creepy real quick. We were in the kitchen and I was standing at the sink while she was working on her lunch:
A: Daaaaaaaaddyyyy, look beehiiiiiiiinnnnddd yuuuuuuuuuuuuuo!
Me: What should I see?
A: There’s someone standing there.
Me: Where?
A: In the door (points to opening between kitchen and dining room).
Me: (waving at the empty doorway) Hello. (To A:) Is it a man or a woman?
A: Man
Me: Is he friendly or angry?
A: He’s fwendwey, daddy.
Me: (Phew!) Does he look like me or like Papa?
A: He looks like you, daddy!
Me: Does he look happy?
A: Noooooooo. He’s sad.
Me: Why is he sad?
A: He says he wants to wake up.
Me: I bet he does. (Turning to man) I can’t see who you are, but I miss all of my relatives who have died. I loved each and every one of you, and I need your help, still, to be a good man, husband, father, mentor, and teacher. If you can’t tell, I think of you all very often. Please tell any others I love and miss them, too.
I don’t spend a lot of time and thought on the spirit world. I don’t know if it exists. I’d like to think it does so I can stay connected to my relatives after they’ve passed.
Of course I did some googling about toddlers seeing spirits and dead relatives contacting the living, etc. Much of it was what I expected from watching a few ghost and paranormal shows: the spirit could be caught in the earth plane, is confused, or has important news for me. A lot of it seemed like crap.
I don’t know what to believe. So, if you’re a spirit trying to contact me, please leave your message in the comments.
Peaks and Lavallees 