Today I am feeling a little melancholy, with what would have been the 21st Birthday of my youngest son. I have not shared the following dream with many, but for some reason was compelled to share with you, before I go set a Balloon free with a message of Love.
Jacob Lennie Eliason
5/19/91 ~ 8/4/92
Approximately 6 weeks after the passing of my son
I was visited, by him, in a dream:
My wife, my oldest son and myself pulled up in front of the airport and parked. I got out and walked around to the passenger side and before I could get my family out of the car, a gentleman that had been checking luggage and looking at tickets, turned to me and said, "There's someone here that wants to see you." From underneath the podium where this man had been, appeared my baby Jacob.
He motioned as if he wanted me to pick him up, and I did, as fast as humanly possible. The whole world disappeared. The embrace of my son took me to a place, I'd never been before. A place of nothing but pure Light, Love and Peace. It was all consuming.
The next thing I remember, I was walking with him down a tunnel of light. His left hand, in my right, walking... A hand reached out and took my sons right hand and I heard, "He'll be okay, he's with us now"
The hand was of my Paternal Grandfather, for whom Jacob's middle name, derived.
I felt a sense of calm. A sense of True, pure Love. I wanted to stay here in this place and I told my Grandfather so. He said to me, "There are things you still must do"
I woke up in my bed at home, crying.
I have things to do. Maybe I have done some of them already. Maybe they are yet to be accomplished. I guess that's not for me to decide or even try to figure out.
Today is Jacob's Birthday and I'll be spending most of it sharing memories of the short time I had with him.
Happy Birthday Baby! I Love You Jacob!
Now you know....