Tale 7: Life before birth

I had known him for some time. At the end of the year I went back talking to Edgar on the internet. The memory I had was of a well-bred, intelligent, and good-looking boy; Victor's friend.

We set up a meeting and after a few months we started dating.

"I wanted another child, but I'm afraid ..." - I thought. - "But if it takes too long, there won't be enough time. I'm already 39! "

Finally came the long-awaited vacation. One afternoon, as I crocheted on the sofa in the living room, I heard a voice:

- I want to go there! - it asked.

- What?! - I asked in wonder.

- I want to go there ...

I perceived the presence of a good spirit: it was an angel! It was small and standing right in front of me.

"Oh my God! The soul that I would receive! " - I thought frightened. - "We talked by thought! How did I do that ?! ".

The next day, my beloved sister Livia calls me:

- The little angel came, didn't he? - she said emphatically.

- I know, he already talked to me ...

- And what did he say?" - she asked curiously.

- He wanted to come here! But I'm afraid to receive him! - I apologized.

- This child is coming anyway! If you do not get him you will regret it! If not with you, that spirit will come through another woman! - she said fervently.

- Edgar does not want a son!

- Edgar doesn't know what he wants! If you do not receive this spirit, you will be charged up front. Think about what you will do!

- It's just that I'm afraid ... - I justified.

- You're fine, aren't you? You come ang go whenever you want. It's hard to get out of the comfort zone and start all over again, I know that...

- I get home, take off my shoes, and lie on the couch. I have no small child to look after!

- Victor is a big boy. And you are so resistant that the little angel himself came to talk to you. God will give you strength to receive this spirit!

- Edgar thinks he can't afford to have a child.

- Everything will happen at the right time.

- I don't have so much time...

A few days passed. He was at home, going from bedroom to kitchen, thinking: "Victor gave me so much work as a child... going through all this again...".

- I'll be nice! - says the little angel.

I keep thinking: "I won't be so picky about my next child".

- I want you to be as picky with me as you were with Victor." - he answers.

"He's probing my thoughts… How does he do that?" - I reflect, really puzzled.

More days have passed... I was lying in bed and the little angel approaches me and says:

- I want to go there...

- I want you to come, it's Edgar who doesn't want to! Go talk to him! - I retort, already angry.

He leaves the room. I can feel his movements, his distance, his size, I don't know how to explain it.... After that, you never spoke to me again, were you upset?

- I dreamed of a girl, she came hand in hand with someone and held a doll. - Edgar said.

- And how was she? - I asked.

- Beautiful, wearing a dress and a bow on her head. I've been dreaming about this girl for several nights... - and he goes on. - She calls me to play! I even felt like having a child.

I laughed at the dream like a fool, but I was really intrigued.

"Is the angel a girl? "- I thought.

I told Edgar about the little angel. He listened suspiciously, and gave no opinion.

Suddenly the dreams vanished and the little angel fell silent.

What happened?" Where did he go? " - I wondered fearfully.

A few months passed... I got pregnant! To everyone's surprise: it was a boy! His name: Luigi. Will the little angel like that name when he is born?

Whenever I prayed for the baby, God gave me a vision: a bright little light beside him.

This sight reassured me, because it made me sure that God looked after us.

At the right time he was born. The little angel he was talking to came here as a baby. I recognized his spirit and could take care of him.

Luigi grew up and surprisingly liked dolls: he combed them while watching cartoons.

- Luigi... I like my name, Luigi. - he said.

One fine Saturday morning we walked to the bakery. Luigi, already two years old, was on his father's lap and asked:

- I'm good, right, daddy? I'm good, right, Mom? I'm good...

- Yes, you're good, Luigi, a little angel. - I answered affectionately.

And I thought: "Oh my God! He said that before he was born! He fulfilled what he had promised, he is nice... ".

Edgar set Luigi down to make him run a little:

- During the shower, Luigi said he remembered talking to you before you were born. - Edgar said, puzzled.

- We have never commented on that in front of him...

- I know, talk to him later.

After arriving home I asked curiously:

- Luigi, do you remember talking to mom before you were born?

- I remember. - he answered calmly.

- And where were you?

- Here! With you!

- And what did you want?

- I wanted you to hold me, I wanted a baby bottle.

- And what were we talking about?

- I do not remember...

And a voice speaks to me in my mind:

- Forgetfulness will be given to him. From now on you will remember nothing else.

- So the thoughts that happened before he was born didn't mean I was losing my mind?

- No, it didn't! Your faith will increase after that.

"This inner voice was an angel! It was an angel who spoke to me! Now I know that, because I noticed his good presence! - I thought in wonder.

The angel is gone and I meditate:

"Then it is possible to know the spirit before it is born! And how curious to see him later, with a body, and to take care of him as a child. But... if there is life before birth, where do these little angels come from?"