I spent two nights with the 2 and a 1/2 year old, comforting her through the night. When I noticed her congestion had gone into her chest the second morning, Grandma Marilyn thought she'd better have her checked. She'd been worried about Naia catching R.S.V. fom baby James, her daughter's son. Sure enough; she had it. She had to be quarantined while Leela and her mother stayed here a couple nights.
Now, I know that Naia hadn't fallen into a well, but just before she was reunited with her mamma, I found myself going online to check out the baby Jessica story. Just about four years ago, Jessica was a grown woman with a son about the same age as when she fell, in 1987.
The reason I did that was a Unity/Rosicrucian woman, at that time, said the little girl, Jessica, was so in tune with her "God Self" that she sang songs down there. It was true. There had been reports of the child coping this way. And the whole nation cheered when they got the baby out of the well.
Our little one got quarantined for R.S.V. for an entire week, to protect her newborn sister, Leela. Although Naia had never been separated from her mother, she was strong and good natured during the time with her paternal grandparents.
I received yet another morning text that the mother/daughter reunion took place on my daughter Robin's birthday. It was a happy birthday, indeed!
(at two)
Who knows what companion(s) hover around our little ones. Don't make fun of their "imaginary" friends. We've just lost the ability to see our own.
