EmmettsMom
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Hello.
I will try to keep this short and coherent.
My beloved grandfather (my mom's dad) died in 2009, just 3 months before my son was born. I loved him more than I can say, as my brother and I were raised in his house, he was more like a father to us. I cannot stress enough, he was one of the loves of my life, for sure, and I miss him every day. I hope all the time that he's proud of me, and that I am like him in some small way.
I had a hard time after he died, especially with panic attacks and dreams of him. I visited his grave on the anniversary every month for one year, wrote letters to him and poems, which helped me express my sorrow. I keep photos of him in my home, especially of him when he was young, as my grandmother allowed me to copy some of hers, and this way I feel like he's still with me.
My son has said things at random, since he was very young, that give me pause. He recognized my grandfather (and called him by a special name) in photos without me telling him. Even now, age 5, sometimes he tells me what "special name" liked to do or eat. In appearance and personality, my son is VERY much like my grandfather. Before he could talk, my mom's husband commented on a certain facial expression that looked so much like my grandfather when he was in his last days (in the throes of alzheimers/dementia).
Anyway what brought me here today was an incident at a store. I was purchasing some "smell good" stuff for our home, just me and my son, and he asked for some antibacterial hand lotion. Unusual, but ok. He picked out the 'strawberry pie' kind. He told me that strawberry pie was his favorite when he was older. When he was my grandpa.
I was like... um... ok. My grandfather did like strawberry newtons, and one of my special memories of him was that we had a strawberry garden in the back of his house, just me and him.
This isn't the first time he's talked about "before". This is the first time he has claimed to be my grandfather. I prayed so hard before he was born, that he would be like my grandpa, and that they would somehow know each other, because I was heartbroken that they wouldn't have a relationship in this life. I tried to ask my son questions on the drive home, but usually if I try to get him to expound, he gets silly and says silly things. He did say he was my grandpa and he got to watch me grow up.
Now, up until a few hours ago, I really do not (did not?) believe in this at all. I don't know what to think... ?
I will try to keep this short and coherent.
My beloved grandfather (my mom's dad) died in 2009, just 3 months before my son was born. I loved him more than I can say, as my brother and I were raised in his house, he was more like a father to us. I cannot stress enough, he was one of the loves of my life, for sure, and I miss him every day. I hope all the time that he's proud of me, and that I am like him in some small way.
I had a hard time after he died, especially with panic attacks and dreams of him. I visited his grave on the anniversary every month for one year, wrote letters to him and poems, which helped me express my sorrow. I keep photos of him in my home, especially of him when he was young, as my grandmother allowed me to copy some of hers, and this way I feel like he's still with me.
My son has said things at random, since he was very young, that give me pause. He recognized my grandfather (and called him by a special name) in photos without me telling him. Even now, age 5, sometimes he tells me what "special name" liked to do or eat. In appearance and personality, my son is VERY much like my grandfather. Before he could talk, my mom's husband commented on a certain facial expression that looked so much like my grandfather when he was in his last days (in the throes of alzheimers/dementia).
Anyway what brought me here today was an incident at a store. I was purchasing some "smell good" stuff for our home, just me and my son, and he asked for some antibacterial hand lotion. Unusual, but ok. He picked out the 'strawberry pie' kind. He told me that strawberry pie was his favorite when he was older. When he was my grandpa.
I was like... um... ok. My grandfather did like strawberry newtons, and one of my special memories of him was that we had a strawberry garden in the back of his house, just me and him.
This isn't the first time he's talked about "before". This is the first time he has claimed to be my grandfather. I prayed so hard before he was born, that he would be like my grandpa, and that they would somehow know each other, because I was heartbroken that they wouldn't have a relationship in this life. I tried to ask my son questions on the drive home, but usually if I try to get him to expound, he gets silly and says silly things. He did say he was my grandpa and he got to watch me grow up.
Now, up until a few hours ago, I really do not (did not?) believe in this at all. I don't know what to think... ?