zana shire
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When my daughter was three I was giving her a bath when she suddenly said in a very matter of fact voice, " I remember when I was a boy and I was old and sick". I was too stunned to ask her any questions but my brother died of cancer at 42 which would seem "old" to a young child. At that time I hadn't mentioned him to her because she was so young and his death four and a half years earlier was still very hard for me to talk about.
She didn't mention it again, but shortly after that she started dictating poetry for me to write down. My brother was a poet. Her little poems were quite good and were published in a local children's paper. She's a teenager now and although she does knows about my brother, it's hard to explain away some of the similarities that keep popping up. For instance one day she came into my room and read me her "favorite" poem.
It was the same ee cummings poem that my brother had identified as his favorite, but she didn't know that. One day we were in a thrift store and she saw a set of old encyclopedias and nearly went into a frenzy to have them. She couldn't explain why she wanted them, but I bought them for her and to this day they just sit in her room. What she didn't know is that my brother had found a set of encyclopedias at a thrift store and before he died he asked me to try and find a couple of the missing volumes. Her favorite movie is Amadeus, a movie my brother saw just before he died and loved very much. My brother loved music and played classical music all the time. When my daughter was little she said she heard symphonies in her head and even cried once and told me they were driving her crazy.
Since then she has grown into an incredible singer/songwriter. There are so many more similarities and coincidences. I know this is not proof of anything since it could all be chalked up to a very powerful case of genetics, but It gives me something to think about. Certainly if my brother could have come back to me he would have. If not, then I have the most wonderful daughter who is blessedly similar to my beloved brother.
I just wanted to share this because I've never told anyone least of all my daughter any of this. I needed to write it down and let someone else in the world know of this possible miracle.
She didn't mention it again, but shortly after that she started dictating poetry for me to write down. My brother was a poet. Her little poems were quite good and were published in a local children's paper. She's a teenager now and although she does knows about my brother, it's hard to explain away some of the similarities that keep popping up. For instance one day she came into my room and read me her "favorite" poem.
It was the same ee cummings poem that my brother had identified as his favorite, but she didn't know that. One day we were in a thrift store and she saw a set of old encyclopedias and nearly went into a frenzy to have them. She couldn't explain why she wanted them, but I bought them for her and to this day they just sit in her room. What she didn't know is that my brother had found a set of encyclopedias at a thrift store and before he died he asked me to try and find a couple of the missing volumes. Her favorite movie is Amadeus, a movie my brother saw just before he died and loved very much. My brother loved music and played classical music all the time. When my daughter was little she said she heard symphonies in her head and even cried once and told me they were driving her crazy.
Since then she has grown into an incredible singer/songwriter. There are so many more similarities and coincidences. I know this is not proof of anything since it could all be chalked up to a very powerful case of genetics, but It gives me something to think about. Certainly if my brother could have come back to me he would have. If not, then I have the most wonderful daughter who is blessedly similar to my beloved brother.
I just wanted to share this because I've never told anyone least of all my daughter any of this. I needed to write it down and let someone else in the world know of this possible miracle.
I don't think there's a gene for ee cummings poetry or a gene that makes you wild over encyclopedias from thrift shops. Your examples go beyond genetics.
