Hi everyone,
My father died when I was four years old, almost five, the same age that my own son is right now. My son's birth was sort of a matter of chance in that we had two failed forms of birth control and I was young at the time that I concieved him. I decided to name my son "Haden" after my own father who had passed away. Last night, I was on the computer and my son and I were talking. I mentioned something about him not playing this game anymore at school called "the run me over game," in which kids were pretending to run eachother over. I told him not to play that anymore because he was getting in trouble. Then, in a matter of fact tone he said "I was run over.." I didn't think much about it but he just kept talking. He said "There are two Hadens, a little Haden and a daddy Haden and the daddy Haden was on an airplane and it crashed and he died." I was shocked.
I had never told my son he was named after my dad or that my dad had died in a plane crash. I asked my mom, my husband and my in laws if anyone had mentioned it to him and they all said no. In fact, my mother in law said three weeks ago he was playing with an airplane and said the same thing to her. She thought I had told him something, which of course I had not. Today I sort of asked him some more questions about it. I asked him if he was the daddy Haden and he said yes. I asked if he was alone on the plane when it crashed and he said "no, there was a girl, and some guys and they all died," which is true. Everyone on the airplane died. I asked him what time of year it was when the accident happened and he said it was very cold. My dad died in January of 1991 during a snow storm. He then proceeded to tell me that he was big once and now he's little again, and that he's going to grow up again. I asked him if he remembered anything from being big and he said "Yes, I loved you." and then he looked at my mom and said "I loved you too Granny, and when you left me, I was bad...and I cried." Which is so weird because my mom and my dad were seperating when he died.
This all came to a huge shock to me, as I'm agnostic bordering on athiest but it made me really wonder if there is life after death and if perhaps my son is my father reincarnated. What do you make of this? Is it a possibility and if so, how can I help him deal with the memories he seems to be having. When I asked him how he knew about all this he said "I just know." Is there a possibility he could be dealing with some trauma and unresolved issues from a past life or should I just leave it be and not push it? Thanks in advance for any replies!
My father died when I was four years old, almost five, the same age that my own son is right now. My son's birth was sort of a matter of chance in that we had two failed forms of birth control and I was young at the time that I concieved him. I decided to name my son "Haden" after my own father who had passed away. Last night, I was on the computer and my son and I were talking. I mentioned something about him not playing this game anymore at school called "the run me over game," in which kids were pretending to run eachother over. I told him not to play that anymore because he was getting in trouble. Then, in a matter of fact tone he said "I was run over.." I didn't think much about it but he just kept talking. He said "There are two Hadens, a little Haden and a daddy Haden and the daddy Haden was on an airplane and it crashed and he died." I was shocked.
I had never told my son he was named after my dad or that my dad had died in a plane crash. I asked my mom, my husband and my in laws if anyone had mentioned it to him and they all said no. In fact, my mother in law said three weeks ago he was playing with an airplane and said the same thing to her. She thought I had told him something, which of course I had not. Today I sort of asked him some more questions about it. I asked him if he was the daddy Haden and he said yes. I asked if he was alone on the plane when it crashed and he said "no, there was a girl, and some guys and they all died," which is true. Everyone on the airplane died. I asked him what time of year it was when the accident happened and he said it was very cold. My dad died in January of 1991 during a snow storm. He then proceeded to tell me that he was big once and now he's little again, and that he's going to grow up again. I asked him if he remembered anything from being big and he said "Yes, I loved you." and then he looked at my mom and said "I loved you too Granny, and when you left me, I was bad...and I cried." Which is so weird because my mom and my dad were seperating when he died.
This all came to a huge shock to me, as I'm agnostic bordering on athiest but it made me really wonder if there is life after death and if perhaps my son is my father reincarnated. What do you make of this? Is it a possibility and if so, how can I help him deal with the memories he seems to be having. When I asked him how he knew about all this he said "I just know." Is there a possibility he could be dealing with some trauma and unresolved issues from a past life or should I just leave it be and not push it? Thanks in advance for any replies!