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My grandfather spent a couple of years dying. The last time I saw him, his eyes had the focused-elsewhere look of a newborn baby's, and I was struck by the thought that he must be getting ready to be a baby again.
Several months later, he died--and my second son was conceived. I had several very vivid dreams about Grandpa telling me not to think about him being old any more because it was hard to remember that he didn't have to hurt any more. During this same time, my older son (he was almost three) would climb into bed at night and talk about a baby on the ceiling. He'd wave hi, say "Hi baby!" and talk to the baby on the ceiling. This was before I found out that I was pregnant; Baby #2 was a surprise pregnancy!
Well, when Baby #2 was born, the first thing I saw were his eyes. They were Grandpa's eyes. Everyone in my family was struck by the resemblance, not just me. Also, he
didn't act like a baby for his first three months--he was quiet and deliberate. Strangers in the co-op came over to tell me he "looked old and wise." I think it took him a while to learn to be his new self. He's two now, and still sometimes gets *that look*, the expression that doesn't belong on a baby's face....
I'm not using my real name for obvious reasons. I don't want my friends and family thinking I'm nuts. (That's why I picked the pseudonym ) I have a bit of a hard time believing all this stuff myself. I mean, it *feels* true to me, but my logical side "knows" that the physical world is all that can be proven to exist, and matters of the spirit "must be" wishful thinking and my vivid imagination...
Several months later, he died--and my second son was conceived. I had several very vivid dreams about Grandpa telling me not to think about him being old any more because it was hard to remember that he didn't have to hurt any more. During this same time, my older son (he was almost three) would climb into bed at night and talk about a baby on the ceiling. He'd wave hi, say "Hi baby!" and talk to the baby on the ceiling. This was before I found out that I was pregnant; Baby #2 was a surprise pregnancy!
Well, when Baby #2 was born, the first thing I saw were his eyes. They were Grandpa's eyes. Everyone in my family was struck by the resemblance, not just me. Also, he
didn't act like a baby for his first three months--he was quiet and deliberate. Strangers in the co-op came over to tell me he "looked old and wise." I think it took him a while to learn to be his new self. He's two now, and still sometimes gets *that look*, the expression that doesn't belong on a baby's face....
I'm not using my real name for obvious reasons. I don't want my friends and family thinking I'm nuts. (That's why I picked the pseudonym ) I have a bit of a hard time believing all this stuff myself. I mean, it *feels* true to me, but my logical side "knows" that the physical world is all that can be proven to exist, and matters of the spirit "must be" wishful thinking and my vivid imagination...