My son, Ethan, who died in 2003 at the age of 13, has a unique way of letting me know he is still alive on the other side. He had Down Syndrome and died in our home from complications of pneumonia and a heart condition. One moment he was here, and the next he was not.
The afternoon of his death I went to open the refrigerator, and a little paper butterfly he had made at school fell off the top of the fridge. I took it as a message from Ethan that he was still around.
Since that time Ethan often sends butterflies around me when I go outside. We have a German shepherd dog that we are training as a service dog for my 15 year old who has spina bifida. Jack and I make many trips outside each day to go pee and poop (I use the indoor bathroom...)
It's a routine now. Usually the first time Jack and I go out in the backyard and butterfly will pop out of the bushes and fly directly in front of my face. Sometimes it will dance around in front of my face for a while. And sometimes when I ask it to come back, it will.
Usually the butterfly is a black one with yellow stripes, a variety prevalent in this part of the state. On rare occasions it is a monarch butterfly. But I know it's a message from Ethan, saying he's around me because, hey, how many times have you had a butterfly come right up to your face and do a little dance? Once? Twice? Surely not nearly every day!
If I've been out there with Jack for a while and I DON'T see a butterfly, I say, OK, WHERE'S MY BUTTERFLY? And one will appear and come right up in front of my face. I so appreciate this little communication with my son. It makes me very happy.
That's not to say, that my son's death didn't devastate me. It did. Took over a year before I was in any shape to be happy again, even though I knew he was happy and well on the other side.
Right after he died, I had a dream, the full color ones you know must be really happening. My husband and I were in a room with Ethan and he was crying and carrying on, as he didn't understand what had happened to him. I bent down and held him and told him it was OK, that yes it was a major change for him, but it was ok.
My husband and I had been brought to the other side to help Ethan. My husband doesn't believe in all "this stuff." He was saying we need to leave, but I told him, "We've been given a chance to hold him again, and I'm going to take it."
In working with EVPMaker Someone on the other side (I think my grandfather Ed) explained that as sometimes happen to people when they get to the other side, had to be put into a sleep like state, so his spirit could absorb what had happened to him without the trauma he was experiencing.
He's been out of that state for quite a while now. And I'm often told when using EVPMaker: "Ethan is Listening."
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