This is the story of how my grandson came into my life and at the end, there is a question for which I would love to hear opinions and feedback from the folks in this forum. Thank you
At the first of June, 2002, I was three months post chemo and radiation treatment for cancer. My spiritual seeking had begun shortly before I was diagnosed. We had just moved into a new home and finished building a pool. Life was very very good. One night I had a very vivid dream that our dog chased our neighbor's cat up a certain tree in our backyard. I told my husband about it, because it's unusual in our neighborhood for animals to have confrontations, because animals aren't allowed to roam free. The following evening as we sat on the deck, our dog chased our neighbor's cat up that very tree, just as I had dreamed.
A few days later, I dreamed that I was searching for a baby. Just like my dog-chasing-cat dream, it was very vivid and it stuck with me all day. I was definitely through having children, my youngest being in high school, so I thought the dream was odd.
Before the end of that month, unknown by any of us, my oldest son and his live-in girlfriend had a baby which they had planned to put up for adoption. When the time came, they couldn't go through with it and they kept him. He was five weeks old before we knew he existed and we met him for the first time. He and I immediately became very attached. Now, I've never wanted to be a day-care-providing grandmother, so I have tried to keep a little distance there, but still we have always been very close. Sometimes he says or does things that I feel I KNEW beforehand he was going to say or do.
I've heard the term "old soul" before and this is how I always think of my grandson. He can be goofy and silly, but he has an air about him that is serious and wise and very poised. He's now five years old and has an amazing vocabulary and is very articulate. For the past year or so, each time he visits us he frequently asks the meanings of words. This weekend, those words were: offended, flattering, confused and perhaps. He'll be using those words in conversation very soon.
This past weekend we were all in or around the pool and my grandson announced to all of us, "Everybody in the world is made up." My son replied, "That's pretty philosophical of you." He repeated, "Everybody is made up. When I can't see you, you're not there."
He just made this declaration and went on playing in the water like a typical 5 year old little boy. I sat there with goosebumps!
Question: Do "old souls" exist and if so, do you believe, as I do, that I have one in my family?