I had an intense dislike for being a child at an early age. I couldn't comprehend why I had to be small again. I had a hard time relating to other children my age. I felt that I had already done all of this before. Why did I have to do it all again? I was typically around adults more often than children my own age and could hold my own in conversation with them. I didn't know about reincarnation so I didn't understand why I felt the way I did. It was in my teen years that I started exploring other spiritual beliefs and when I learned about reincarnation. Finally, the confusion of my childhood and intense dislike of being little "again" made sense.
I was five years old when I saw my first spirit. We were living with my grandfather in the house where my grandmother had died. My grandmother passed away in January of 1968. I was born in 1972 and never knew her. I only knew who she was by the picture my mother had of her on my father's old stereo. I looked at that picture often. I always felt that I did know her in some way. It was a sense that she was there around me, watching me all the time. I never felt afraid, I felt protected and loved.
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About The Author: Ms. Anderson lives in Massachusetts with her two daughters, one mother, one sister, and three cats. She has been writing ever since she can remember and is currently working on her first book "Love Eternal". She hopes to have her degree in English before she leaves this life time. If not, there is always next life time. When she is not writing, she can be found scouring local cemeteries with her youngest daughter taking pictures and saying hello.