Do you believe that children see angels? I am a believer. We all would love some sort of proof that angels exist. It would be amazing to know that an angel watches over us. I am a believer. Alden has seemed to attract angels since we brought him home from the hospital. He would stare up into the corners of our living room and smile or just laugh. I didn't have any proof of what he saw until he was about four months old. I had been video taping him in his exersaucer and was stunned by what I had just witnessed. Using an older video recorder that took 8mm tapes, I was filming his cute antics and babbling. After several minutes of priceless moments, I noticed a circular white light glide across the LCD screen. No way. What was that? I was taken back a bit, but continued filming. There it goes again, gliding across from the other direction, then shooting upwards. OK. I stopped the filming at that instant so that I could rewind the tape and review that I wasn't just seeing things. Sure enough, white orbs of light had glided just as I had thought I saw. I kept rewinding and reviewing in disbelief. Over and over, I watched the orbs of light glow across the screen, right in front of Alden. So taken back by what I had caught on video, I at first failed to watch what Alden was doing at the time. Rewinding again, in my bewilderment, Alden's eyes were following each light orb as they passed before him. He was smiling at the balls of light, following their rather intentional paths, reaching them with his eyes. Did Alden see angels? Did I? As Alden got older and able to speak, and several other videos showing similar lights around him, Alden would say, "There's the man," pointing to a corner of the living room or by our front door. "He's happy," Alden would say. Shivers would travel down my spine because he would say this just out of the blue. Then, one day, when Alden was two, I was cleaning out an antique secretary that held a photo of myself with my grandfather who passed about twenty years ago. I was his only granddaughter and had an extremely close relationship with him. Actually, my wedding was in his memory and Alden holds part of his namesake. As I had the photo on the dining room table, Alden looked at the photo and seemed to be studying it for several minutes. I asked him if he knew who this was, pointing to myself, as I was several years younger. "That's Mamma," he replied with no hesitation. Then, my heart dropped as he said, "And that's Grandpa, the man."Do you believe that children see angels? I am a believer.
Thank you for this precious story. Not only do you document that angels are real, but that they watch over us and our children, they can be family members and it is ok to talk about it. I believe that my father is my angel. I tell my girls to look up at the stars at night. The brightest star is Papa looking down on them. Thank you Laura <3 Rachel
ReplyDeleteThank you, Rachel for the kind comment. Yes, I don't know why I was concerned about posting this story, but it is true to us. Some may think that we are nuts, but so be it. This blog is our story. I share it so that others may relate - or maybe not. I love that your father is your angel and that your children know to look up at the stars. How beautiful. I think life would be more beautiful if more of us looked up once in a while. Blessings to you and your family!
ReplyDeleteOur son often spoke about his "Angel Fathers". They would fly above him at night and sometimes when he was outside. When he was 3, he had a spiral fracture in his leg (sledding accident), which led to an extended hospital stay (Traction for a 3 yr old??? Are you crazy????) As he was under the influence of very strong pain meds for a few days, we did our best to keep him comfortable, calm, and didn't always pay attention to his babbling stream of incoherent thoughts. 2 1/2 weeks later, in a hip spica cast and at home, we bundled him up for a "drag around"(wagon ride). While under the stars of a beautiful January night, he told us his "Angel Fathers" were with him again, and of how they talked to him all the time in the hospital telling him stories, how he would be okay, and he would be home soon.
ReplyDeleteNow, at 10 he doesn't remember any of this. I wish I had wrote down his telling of it. So I could better remember his words. I too believe there are angels watching over us, I only wish we wouldn't lose the innocence that seems to make them visible to us.
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ReplyDeleteHow cool that your son spoke about "Angel Fathers!" I truly believe that the innocence opens our souls up to things beyond our comprehension. Did you ever know who it was that he saw? Grandfathers passed on, etc? I hope that Alden's experiences continue, perhaps with his sensory disorder, he may be in tune to things other than ourselves. I see it fading, though. Thank you so much for sharing your wonderful story!