Ghostwriter
My family and I were waiting for a child to be born in the hospital. We keep going by the nursery and looking at the infants. We notice that even then they were so very different and had different temperaments. We decided that we firmly believe that we existed before we came to this earth. We already had a temperaments and perhaps we could even remember where we can from, but infants can’t talk, at least not to us. So it makes sense to us that our spirits, existed before we came and they will on after we are gone from this place. Our spirits will go home.
This is really our temporary home. Our little one arrived and attached to his grandmother almost immediatly. It was uncanny. Until we thought it through. Her husband had passed away and perhaps he told that litte spirit to give his wife some extra love.
Somehow that all makes sense to me.
Perhaps I am the only one who feels this way, but I sure do feel this way.