Jack has been mentioning my mother a lot recently. Not that he never speaks of her, but not as often as he has recently. He gets excited when we mention that we will be building and living in a new house, where he almost immediately follows it up with “Mom will live there too.” I explain now that Mom is in heaven with God, but she is always watching him and will continue to watch over him in the new house.
He still calls her on his play phones and carries on conversations with her while on the phone. His new, and funny phrase is, “Hey Mom. What’s up?!” when he answers the phone.
Yesterday, Chris was driving Jack home from school, and unprompted, he says to Chris, “Mom sleeps with me at night.” Chris tried to probe for more and he said that he sees Mom when he is sleeping and that he misses her. To be honest, I don’t doubt it. One of her wishes was that Jack would be big enough and that she would feel good enough to have Jack stay with her overnight like my sisters and I used to do with our grandmother. Unfortunately, she never had that chance in life, but maybe now she is having this chance now.
When Chris told me the story when he got home, I had chills and was immediately immersed in a sense of comfort and peace. Maybe the young really do have a better sense for these things. Either way, it makes my heart smile to know that he misses her and that he believes her to be with him always.