As promised, here’s the second post for today. I think this is such a sweet, sweet story. I sure hope it brings a smile to your face that carries you through the long holiday weekend.
Me: There’s this little boy, Lucas, who is the child of one of the blog members, and he got really upset when he saw that this baby, Jeremiah Eshew, died. I think he saw it on the news. Apparently he was just devastated, so he wanted to write the baby a letter. (I read Lucas’ letter.) So basically, he just wanted Erik to deliver that to the baby.
As I type this, I realize that I didn’t keep the letter to show you, but it was something sweet and simple like: “I’m sorry you died. I love you.”
Erik: Let’s do even better. Let’s go get him.
Me: Okay!
Jamie: All right; he’s gone. In my head I said, ‘You know that’s really rude, Erik. You should say “I’ll be right back,” when you get someone, not just vaporize!
Jamie: So the little baby died?
Me (sadly): Yeah.
Jamie: It wasn’t natural.
Me: Oh really? Oh no!
(Pause until Erik returns)
Jamie listens to Erik for a while.
Jamie (to Erik): How are we going to do that, Erik? That sounds interesting.
Me: Oh?
Jamie: He’s back and there’s a light next to him, and really it looks like, um, maybe if you put penlights together.
Me: Uh huh.
Jamie: So that they are the size of a traditional flashlight. That’s about how big this light is. It definitely omits light. I can’t really see the source or the inside of it, like the bulb. Apparently that’s the baby.
Me: Aw. Poor thing. Is he okay?
Jamie: Very okay.
Me: Oh good.
Jamie (laughing): I keep hearing this tiny little giggle. Erik is talking.
Erik(to the baby): Tell Lucas how you feel.
Jamie: Aw. Oh my god! Okay, it’s a little voice and it’s weird because it kind of sounds electronic like it’s, I don’t know. Do you know what I mean?
Me: Like someone who doesn’t have a larynx and has to put a special device up to their neck?
Jamie: Yes, and imagine that an octave higher, like a little kid voice but electric.
Lucas: I’m feeling better because I am accepting all of the love people are sending me and because I got the letter from Lucas. My life was supposed to be short but not make people cry. I was on Earth to show people how natural death is, and no one should be afraid of it. I love you.
Me: Aw, so sweet.
Lucas: Bye bye.
Me: Bye bye.
Jamie: The light is gone.
Me: Okay. Thank you, Erik, for bringing him.
Jamie: Erik, why was the voice electronic.
Erik: The baby died—
Jamie: So it must be a very little baby.
Erik: —without being used to a human body. He didn’t have to represent himself to me in his human form. He didn’t have to mimic the human voice.
Jamie: Erik says that way he’d be comfortable that I would associate the baby as a human and he came back as natural light form, and I guess that kind of metallic sound with it is the light speaking.
Me: Interesting.
Jamie: It is interesting, because ghosts, spirits, will adapt their voices so that it’s easier for us just to say, “Yep, I believe in that because that’s what I see on Earth.
Erik (pretending to take his shirt off): Let me show you what I really look like!
Jamie (laughing): No, no don’t!
We all laugh.
Here’s a picture of title Jeremiah. He was mauled to death by his pet dog (shown here) on his first birthday.
Have a wonderful and safe Memorial Day weekend, and remember it’s not just about beer and holidays. Please take time to reflect on our soldiers, past and present, and pray for those who are still in harm’s way. Without them fighting for our freedoms, some making the ultimate sacrifice, where would we be? I’m grateful for them all.
