What Do You Believe?

When my eldest daughter,

was almost four years old,

she used to talk to her biological father,
even though he had passed away.
(His Ghost.)

When she would start talking to him,
her

Aunts,

Uncles,

and

Cousins

would stay away from her.

Being

Pacific-Islanders,

they still believed in the superstitions which have been passed down from

generation to generation.

Even after four hundred years of being predominately

Catholic.

One
Aunt
actually told me that my daughter was being possessed!

I,

on the other hand,

thought it was fascinating.

I was the only person in the family that would come up to her

and ask her,

"What are you doing?"

She would tell me

and point out where her biological father was sitting.

I remember telling her,

that she should tell her father,

that I was going to take care of her now

and that I would do the best job that I could.

She told me,

he knows.

This wonderful relationship she had with him did not last very long,

as her
Mother

and our two oldest
Sons,

kept telling her to stop talking to him.

So eventually,

she did.

I know,

non-believers will tell you it was just the imagination of a little girl.

I can understand this,
but I also can understand the need to believe our
Life Force
goes on after death. 

When I was little,

I had an imaginary friend called
Jason,
and I would talk to him all the time when I was lonely.

But I was scared to let anyone know about him in case they would laugh at me,

and I would feel foolish.

Yet,

to this day,

even though I am not a practicing religious man,

I try to pray everyday

or every night to thank my

Personal Lord

for all that he has given me,

all that he is giving me,

and all that he will give me.

Then I talk to the people in my life who have passed away,

that I still love.
I say hi,
that I miss them,

and I'll thank them for watching over me daily.
In my mind,
Jason
and now my loved ones who have gone before me,
are my
Guardian Angles.
Just like my daughter's first
Dad
is hers. 

If it wasn't for those people,
who I believe still watch over me,
and for my belief in a

Higher Power,

I don't know what would have happened to me in life.
I've been very fortunate
and lucky in life.
But I know one thing,

I am pretty sure I would never have had the chance to raise

Seven Beautiful Children

whom I love,
if somebody up there wasn't watching over me!

 

This is,

Even Though I Can't See Spirits Doesn't Mean They Don't Exist, Deep Down We Are All Made Of The Same Stuff,
Which Is Energy,
Jim Hauenstein,

And,

“Energy cannot be created or destroyed, it can only be changed from one form to another.” - Albert Einstein -

 

That is my story and I am sticking to it!

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