Lucas’ Grandpa died before he was born, but they are best buds now.
Jennifer Meyer wrote on her FB page: Even though we may physically lose someone
we hold dear to our hearts, occasionally a light will shine to remind us they are always
with us. I sent her a friend request immediately. This gal was sure to be a kindred
When I opened submissions for Heartstrings from Heaven, she submitted the following story.
It was only fitting that her story was related to an old flashlight.
This is a reminder to all who need it. When we lose someone close, there will always be
some sort of connection to their energy or soul.
My son, three-year-old, Lucas, and his friend were riding with me in the car the
other day. My son’s friend pulled out an old flashlight from a box in the back seat.
I’ve been meaning to get rid of it. Lucas wanted to play with it months ago, but
I couldn’t get the darned thing to work. I put new batteries in it and still nothing.
It has sentimental value, so I couldn’t just pitch it at the time. Wanting to see what
Lucas’ answer would be, I asked his friend to show it to Lucas and ask who it belonged
to. Without hesitation, Lucas responded, “It’s Grandpa’s flashlight.”
Lucas asked for it back. His friend handed him the flashlight. As soon as Lucas hit
the on-switch, the light shone brightly. It hadn’t worked even with new batteries.
Now it was a bright beam.
When Lucas was two, I was cleaning out the car my father-in-law had given me before
he passed. I found out I was pregnant just one week after his passing.
While I was cleaning the car, Lucas said “Mommy this is Grandpa’s car.” He could never
have known that.
I asked, “How did you know that?”
He said, “He sits right there.
I asked, “You can see him? What does he look like?”
He said, “He looks like me, Mommy.” My husband and I didn’t think they looked alike,
but Grandpa was an older dad. We’d never seen photos of his younger years.
After Lucas’ remark, we had family members look for old photos.
Sure enough, Lucas was right. The resemblance is undeniable. He’s a mini-Grandpa.
Even though we may physically lose someone we hold dear to our hearts, occasionally,
a light will shine to remind us they are always with us.
Watch for it.
My notes: Lucas is the youngest book signer of Heartstrings from Heaven.
He practiced his handwriting so he could sign every single book his mom ordered.
His little heart is so giving. When a neighbor’s wife died, he wanted to give all five of
the family a book. He signed each copy and delivered them with a big smile.
I think Grandpa walked alongside him for that delivery. They are very alike, you know.