Shortly after my friend Joey passed away, my youngest son started acting a little strange. He kept pointing up to my ceiling, and since he wasn't talking yet, it made it hard to understand what he was trying to say.
I decided to try something, and asked him "where's Joey?" He pointed to the ceiling. I'm not sure if he could "see", or "feel" a presence, but he had something...
Well, late one evening, my husband was at work, my other children were in the living room watching TV, and I had my youngest son on my lap while I checked out my emails. He soon fell asleep on my lap, and I got up to walk the 50 yards to his bedroom to lay him in his bed. I just laid him down, when all of a sudden, I smelled cologne. Men's cologne. I thought it was odd, seeing's that I was the only one in the room, and no one in my household wears any. I wasn't scared or anything but I started to think it was Joey, but I wasn't sure.
I emailed his mother and asked her if he ever wore cologne. She said yes, he wore a lot of it. I didn't know how to tell her that he was in my home, and that I thought my could son "see" him, so I just came out and told her. She said she thought that maybe he has some sort of bond with my son.
To this day, my son will still point to the ceiling when asked "where's Joey?", and I've haven't smelt the cologne again since that one night.
Do you all think my son has some sort of gift, and why would Joey come to my house if we had never met?
All comments are appreciative, and welcomed.
R.I.P. Joey. You are truly missed by many.