Editor’s Note: First of all we want to thank this woman, who chooses to remain anonymous, for sharing her story. Death is a part of life and when reincarnation is involved, it becomes even more apparent. The following account leaves a grandmother to question if her grandson is the reincarnation of her son who passed away at the age of 5-years-old. It’s not as uncommon as you might think for children to reincarnate in the same blood line. Dr. Ian Steven documented many of such cases in his work.
Our answer to this woman is that, yes, reincarnation is a very good possibility and we might go as far as to say the best possibility to explain her grandson’s comments. Children remember less and less of their previous live experiences as they get older, so now is a great time to ask simple questions, such as “what do you want to accomplish in this life?” And, “why did you choose us as your family.” Getting answers to questions like these can help parents and grandparents fulfill their child’s deepest needs – their soul needs. And there is nothing more beautiful than that.
Here is the story that was emailed to us…
My only child was killed in an accident at age 5. I adopted a baby girl two years later after being told I’d never give birth again. Three years later I gave birth to my second son.
When my first son died, I had a large portrait painted of him. It has hung on my wall since 1977 when my son died.
My second son, four years ago, gave me my first grandchild – a little boy. The day he was born, I was shocked that his face was that of my first don. My two sons had different fathers also.
Last summer my grandson and I were eating lunch when accidentally he called me mom instead of grandma. I laughed and said, wrong name, I’m grandma. He pointed his finger at me and stated, you’re my mom. I told him no, I was his daddy’s mom.
When we got in the living room, he pointed to my deceased sons photo and said, that’s me when I got bigger. I told him no, that’s your daddy’s brother.
He pointed his finger at me and said, I was in two mamas tummies. I told him, no, he was in only one mama’s belly. He again pointed his finger and stated, you’re my mom when I was bigger.
This has happened three times now. When I asked him what his mama’s name was he gave my daughter in law name. I asked, what’s the name of the other mom’s belly you were in? He said he doesn’t know her name….yet.
A few weeks later he told me he had something to tell me. I said ok. He then told me he loves me very, very much and he wants to live with me and paw paw. I told him he lives with his parents. He told me he never wants me to die because he loves me too much. Then he said he knows Mimi (his other granda) loves him and he loves her too but his love for me is special.
He is still saying he was in two mama’s tummies and he was here before when he was bigger.
And the real kicker is that he has the same face of my deceased son. Everyone who knew my first son sees it. I hear it all the time how much this little guy looks like me, same as my first son did.
I’m pulled to wonder how a three year old can keeping the things that he is. And why he thinks the portrait is of him when he got bigger.
My first son’s favorite color was orange. So is my grandsons. When I asked why he loves orange colored clothes, he replies, I don’t know why, I just do.
Is something going on here? Is it possible my son and grandson somehow is entwined? I’ve got to find out and be given an explanation of what’s going on.