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He told me that someone had come into his home

and had shot his parents while they were in bed.

And he said that he died when his parents killed him.

I honestly didn't know what to do.

I said, how did you pick me as your mommy?

He says, I followed your footsteps in the snow.

He says that he was asking God that in his next life

he wants to come back with the same family.

He suffered from extreme separation anxiety.

All of a sudden, I just hear this really loud scream.

He started pointing.

Don't you see that, Mommy?

Don't you see that?

And I said, see what?

It's just heartbreaking for anyone

who has kids to know that their kid feels unsafe and scared.

I feel very helpless.

And when we found out the truth, it was devastating.

My name is Margie.

I live in Las Vegas, Nevada.

I have two sons.

Nicholas, he's 14.

And Ryan, he's 11.

We have shows, concerts, the best restaurants.

Vegas is really a great city to see and do many things,

as well as raise a family.

Ryan was delivered by C-section.

He was 6 pounds, 13 ounces.

And I didn't have any complications with my pregnancy

or delivery.

He was about two weeks early.

It was almost like Ryan couldn't wait to arrive.

Ryan had a pretty normal development,

got his first tooth at eight months.

He started walking at 14 months.

But he was a lot smaller than our first son.

From a very young age, we noticed

that Ryan was very intelligent.

Hi.

My name's Kerry.

I am Ryan's father.

Ryan has always had very good language skills.

He could speak very clearly and very accurately

on what he was describing to us.

He had a big vocabulary and could carry on a conversation

with an adult with no problem.

It was like we were speaking to an adult and not a child.

Many people were surprised when they spoke with Ryan

at how clearly he could speak.

He was really quite articulate for a little kid.

It was interesting to hear what he would have to say.

He was very mature for his age.

Looking back, our first child, Nick,

he was very fearful of a lot of things.

Whereas Ryan had no fear.

Ryan was very adventurous.

He'd be the kid climbing up a car, climbing up a tree,

jumping off a wall, jumping off the couch onto his brother.

He was definitely fearless to almost a fault.

And he was definitely a brave kid, loved to mix it up

with the older boys.

Even though he was a bit smaller,

he would always be right in there with them all.

Which made us think that he's really different.

He's unique.

The first time we noticed something unusual about Ryan

is when he first started preschool.

He suffered from extreme separation anxiety

when we would drop him off at school.

He'd be fine in the car ride.

But when you got to the parking lot,

that's when things started to escalate, as far as him getting

nervous or getting antsy.

When I would walk Ryan into the classroom,

he would cling onto my leg and say, don't leave, don't leave.

Don't go, Mommy.

No.

He'd be in the classroom with his hands

up against the window.

And he'd be turning different shades of purple.

And it would just break my heart because I had to leave.

I had to go to work.

When you got to class, you had to sneak away really

quickly, get him involved in playing with a toy.

When I asked his teacher how long he would be upset

for after I left, the teacher said the crying would continue

for about an hour.

This went on the entire time he was in preschool.

With Ryan, with the separation anxiety, we just thought,

he's a different kid.

He completely acts completely different from his brother.

Nicholas was always different.

He would walk through the door and kind of wave

as he's running down the hallway away from you.

He was completely the opposite.

We just chalked that up to he's just not comfortable

being left alone, where Nicholas was absolutely fine with it.

After working with three- and four-year-olds over the past

three years, I've experienced some separation anxiety with

children.

However, I've only seen one case where it has been

to the extreme where Ryan was.

He was afraid that he was going to be left there.

When Ryan was experiencing the separation anxiety,

he was feeling that I wasn't going to come back to pick him

up.

It made my husband and I feel upset.

We didn't know what to do.

We didn't know how to handle this.

And it made me feel sad.

We wondered why he would get so upset when we left.

And when we found out the truth, it was devastating.

My name is Joanna.

My son's name is Aiden.

He is six years old.

I am a stay-at-home mom.

And I live in Lowell, Massachusetts.

I was born and raised here.

I love it here, very comfortable here.

There's lots of friendly people here.

The schools are great.

Lowell has been very up and coming.

It grew from a small town to a really, really big town.

When Aiden was a newborn, people would always come up

to me, even strangers, and they would always

comment on how well he was able to hold up his head at such

an early age.

After that, he started rolling over on his own.

By the age of four months, he was drinking out of sippy cups.

And by the time he turned to one,

he could have a conversation with you.

With Aiden, everything just happened much more quickly.

My name is Marlin.

I'm Aiden's other mom, and Joanna is my wife.

When it was Aiden's physical and we bring Aiden to the doctors,

he starts spelling all the letters

that he saw on the wall.

And I said, whoa.

Even when the doctor hear him doing that, she was amazed.

It was amazing.

I was in shock when he started doing all that.

I was really proud, you know, because I had

this smart, intelligent kid.

I've fostered over 100 children, all infants and toddlers.

And compared to them, Aiden was far beyond.

His capabilities, his knowledge was so much more

than any other normal child that I've ever seen.

He was about a year old when we first

noticed something unusual.

We were all sitting in the living room.

And Aiden seemed to be very spaced out in his own world.

So my partner turns to Aiden and asks him, Aiden,

what are you thinking about?

Aiden says that he was talking to God.

So I asked him what was he talking to God about.

And he says that he was asking God that in his next life,

he wants to come back with the same family.

We didn't understand exactly what he meant.

What did he mean come back?

I jump up, and I hug him.

I feel amazing that he say that, that he want to come back.

And I told him, I want you come back.

But that was only the beginning.

I noticed that when he was playing alone during the day,

at times he would stare, sort of like if he was looking

at someone else across from him.

And he would just be talking, like having a conversation

with someone.

And at times, it seemed like he was arguing, sort of

like arguing with another kid that was playing with him,

but no one was there.

At first, I didn't think much about it.

I just thought he was playing pretend.

But then as time went by, he just kept doing it.

And it was something that was happening on a daily basis.

And eventually, he started putting a name to it.

And he would call the other person Sarah.

At one time, I was in the kitchen cooking.

And I asked him, Aiden, who's Sarah?

And he looks at me kind of like in a way like, don't you know?

And he just looks at me and says, Mom, it's Sarah.

She's my sister.

And I just looked at him and said, what do you mean?

You don't have a sister named Sarah.

And he just looks at me and says, yes, I do, Mom.

One day, Aiden was doodling on a notepad.

And all of a sudden, this commercial came up on TV.

And Aiden just lifted his head up and said, oh, my mommy

had hair like that.

And I looked at him, and I said, what mommy?

I don't have hair like that.

He says, no, my other mommy.

I'm married to another woman, so obviously I

thought he was speaking about my partner.

And I asked him, you mean, Mommy Marlin?

And he says, no, not Mommy Marlin, my other mom.

And I explained to him, Aiden, you came out of my belly.

You have no other mommy except the two mommies

you live with right now.

And at that point he got very agitated.

I was very confused.

I didn't know if these were dreams he was having.

I didn't know what was going on.

My son, Ryan, had a very advanced vocabulary

and was very mature.

But every time we would drop him off at preschool,

he would become hysterical.

It was like he thought we were never going to see him again.

Mommy, no!

No parent wants to see their kid

screaming and crying and being scared

to be left in a classroom.

I mean, that's just heartbreaking

for anyone who has kids to know that their kid feels

unsafe and scared.

You don't ever want that.

I have this fearless child.

And then all of a sudden he is just clinging to me for dear

life.

I couldn't figure out why he was afraid.

And it made me feel sad.

We didn't know what to do.

One day, he came to me with something totally unexpected.

When Ryan had just turned four, he looked up at me and said,

you're the best mommy I've ever had.

And I said, Ryan, I'm the only mommy you've ever had.

And he-- mm-mm, he says.

I had another mommy and daddy.

And I said, you did?

And he said, yeah, I picked you as my mommy.

I said, how did you pick me as your mommy?

He says, I followed you.

I said, where did you follow me?

He says, I followed your footsteps in the snow.

I couldn't believe what I was hearing.

I was blown away, because Ryan had never seen snow.

We live in Vegas.

However, I am from the East Coast.

I'm from Pennsylvania, where we have bad winters.

And I have spent plenty of time walking in the snow.

When Margie first told me what he had said

and how he had found her going through the snow,

that was pretty amazing to me.

Little kids have fun making up stories and stuff.

Being in preschool with a bunch of other little kids,

you know, you never know if he's coming up with stories

along with their stories and embellishing what he's already

heard and regurgitating the information to us.

So at first, you know, it's a little skepticism on my side,

for sure.

I'd never talked to Ryan about what happens to a person

before they're born.

I didn't know where this was coming from.

Ryan does have a lot of empathy for people,

people who are less fortunate, people with disabilities,

or people that are bullied.

When I asked Ryan what he wanted to be when he was older,

he said that he wanted to be in the military.

He also said that he wanted to be a police officer.

The two jobs that Ryan expressed an interest in

was more about like protecting people.

That's what he wanted to do.

He wanted to protect people.

Ryan has a grandfather that was in the military.

But his grandpa never talked to him about the military.

There was no other family members

that were police officers.

So I didn't know where this interest was coming from.

Soon I discovered why he had such a strong desire

to help others.

And the reason was more than I could handle.

Our son Aiden spoke a lot about an imaginary friend named

Sarah who he claimed was his sister.

He said that he chose me, and he came back,

and that's how he was born.

And he looked at me and said, no, I did have

another mom in my other house.

And that really creeped me out a little bit.

And I just look at him and say, what other house?

This is the only house you've ever lived in.

And he says, no, my other house, the light one

with the dark blue shutters.

My other room is there.

My mom is there.

My dad is there.

And Sarah's there and so are my three cats.

Aiden would always draw pictures of the other house.

And he drew these pictures on more than one occasion.

So when he explained all of this, it kind of shocked me.

Each time, I would ask him the same thing

to see if the story would change.

It was always consistent.

Whenever I would tell Aiden that his other family did not exist,

that Sarah didn't exist, he would get very upset with me.

And he would look at me with this emotion in his face,

like how could you?

Or how dare you?

And Aiden would always say, no, that was my family.

Sarah's my sister.

And it's all real.

I was very confused.

It hurt my feelings when Aiden spoke about another family.

But it didn't seem to affect him negatively, so I didn't worry.

But then one night, everything changed.

Aiden was never afraid of the dark before ever.

But we were all sleeping in bed.

And all of a sudden, out of nowhere,

I just hear this really loud scream.

I got up from bed, I ran upstairs to his bedroom.

And I ran in there and asked him what's going on.

And he was trembling, freaking out, and saying,

Sarah scared me.

Sarah scared me.

I just went straight to his bed.

I comforted him and told him everything was OK, that maybe

he was having a nightmare.

And he said, no, I was not having a nightmare.

Sarah put on a mask, and she scared me.

She's playing tricks.

Sarah had-- she was putting on scary masks.

It was like faces, like different faces of masks.

She only scared me at night.

Before, I didn't see Sarah as a threat.

But this night, something just changed.

He became afraid of the dark.

And he'll call me into his room even with the lights on,

and he'll tell me he's scared.

It's completely different from how he used to be.

I never took him to a therapist.

It never crossed my mind of him having any mental issues.

And as a mom, I feel very helpless.

I just don't know what to do.

After that night, Aiden told me that Sarah liked to play tricks

on him all the time.

And he refused to go back to his room alone.

He kept saying, Sarah is going to scare me.

So Aiden pretty much slept in our room

for a long period of time.

Nothing could have prepared me for what happened next.

One day, Aiden and I were driving in the car.

And Aiden was in the backseat talking to Sarah.

And I asked him, Aiden, what are you and Sarah talking about?

And he says, about when I died.

That just freaked me out.

I had no idea what to say to what he just told me.

There's no possible way that Aidan could have overheard

about reincarnation because we've never

taken our kids to church.

I was raised in the Pentecostal religion.

We were taught that once you die, you die,

and that's it until God comes back,

and he takes all the souls with him.

Reincarnation is very taboo in the Latino culture.

I would say especially more so in the religion

that I was brought up in.

Later, when I calmed down a bit, and I had some time to think,

I wondered if this was what he was talking about with Sarah.

Like, it wasn't make believe to him.

He really thought he had another life with another family.

It scared me a little bit for him.

I didn't know what to do.

Then he scared me a lot when he told me what happened to him

with the other family.

Since my son Aiden could talk, he's

always told me that he's had this other family and a sister

named Sarah.

But one night, he became terrified and told us

that Sarah was scaring him.

One day, Aiden and I were driving in the car.

And Aiden was in the backseat talking to Sarah.

I asked him, Aiden, what are you and Sarah talking about?

And he says, about when I died.

I honestly didn't know what to make of all of this.

I asked him why he was here and Sarah was not.

Aiden said, because his mom and dad were very mean to them.

And that's how he died.

When Aiden told me that he died because his parents were very

bad to them, I didn't know what to think.

I was in complete shock.

I began to sweat, yet my hands were cold.

I had to pull over the car.

It was a total shock.

Everybody in the world lives more than once.

If you want to go to the same place of your life,

you can tell God that when you die,

if you want to go in your same family.

I always knew he had an imaginary family.

But I always thought it was harmless.

That's when I noticed this is not just make-believe.

Was he talking about being killed or hurt?

What kind of images were in his head?

Why was my 3-year-old son talking about death and dying?

That's when everything changed.

I wasn't sure what to think about it.

But Aiden was very sure that this was happening

and this was his past life.

So that's what really mattered.

When Aiden said his parent in his past life hurt him

and that's why he died, it hurt me a lot.

It was painful.

I feel very bad for Aiden.

When Aiden brought up his parents being bad

and that's how him and Sarah died,

he did seem a little sad that Sarah

was not back in this world.

As a mom, it really broke my heart

not knowing what to do to help.

You don't want your kids to be hurt.

And listening to your son, your 3-year-old,

speaking about death and dying, is one of the hardest things

that you can go through as a parent.

I didn't want to ask him much more detail about

that because I was so confused myself that I didn't know

if asking him would confuse him, bring up some emotion in him.

So I just left it alone.

But I started realizing that this really is happening,

and Aiden is really having past-life memories.

My son Ryan had severe separation anxiety.

He told me that he remembers following my footsteps

in the snow and choosing me as his mom.

I was just starting to notice that there was something

different about my son.

I just didn't know what it was yet.

One day, Ryan and I were out in the backyard.

It was starting to turn dark.

And Ryan was startled.

He was trembling.

He started crying.

I didn't know why.

He started pointing, don't you see that, Mommy?

Don't you see that?

And I said, see what?

He says, that light, that light, the glowing light.

I said no, I don't see it.

And he ran in the house.

I couldn't see what Ryan was seeing.

So I didn't understand why he was so upset.

When she first mentioned that Ryan was seeing

the glowing lights, I actually, you know, wasn't too sure--

little kids' imaginations, reflections

on the wall from toys that light up, or computer screens,

anything like that.

So I didn't really pay it too much mind.

When he first started seeing them, it was occasional.

And then it became more often.

He would describe these lights as glowing colors,

and they would surround him.

They made him very afraid.

At first, Ryan only saw the glowing lights outside.

And then he started seeing them upstairs.

And it made him fearful of being upstairs by himself.

Ryan was a very brave kid.

And the only other time that I've ever seen him

terrified like this is when he was going

through the separation anxiety.

Don't go, Mommy!

No.

I didn't know what these lights were or what they meant.

But I knew it wasn't normal for Ryan to make things up.

So I knew what he was seeing and saying was true.

I just didn't know what to do.

It made me feel helpless.

One day, he came to me with something so unexpected.

I always encourage both my boys to speak with me openly.

I just wanted them to know that they could always

come to me with whatever they wanted to talk about.

But then one day when Ryan told me that he had another family,

I was shocked.

When my son was a little boy, he

used to cry hysterically when I left him at daycare.

Don't go, Mommy!

No.

He told me that he remembered choosing me as his mother

and had an intense need to protect others.

And then one day, he saw glowing lights

that no one else could see.

He kept seeing them and couldn't understand

why no one else could see them.

Ryan came to me and told me that he had a different mommy

and daddy.

When I asked him what happened to his mommy and daddy,

he had told me that someone had come into his home

and had shot his parents while they were in bed.

He told me that his granny and his grandpa--

and these are titles that we didn't use,

granny was not a title that we used-- took care of him.

And they lived on a farm in a huge house.

And they had six dogs.

And the little dog used to ride in the back of the pickup

truck.

Ryan was telling me this story with no emotion.

It was all just matter of fact.

This is my story.

This was my life.

Ryan was so young.

I couldn't understand where this was coming from.

He didn't watch anything on television that was violent.

We never exposed him to any violence.

There was no one even in the family that ever talked

about anything violent.

When Ryan told me that his parents were shot in their bed,

I said, my goodness, that's a terrible story.

I didn't know what else to say.

I was speechless.

Ryan even had a name for himself.

He told me that his name was Ed Johnson.

My mouth dropped.

I had goose bumps.

I couldn't believe what I was hearing.

It sent chills up my spine.

I didn't say anything.

I didn't know what to say at that moment.

I wondered why Ryan was very just nonchalant, matter of fact

about the whole story, such a violent story.

I was amazed by my son's confidence

while sharing this information.

Ryan had so many details to his story, which made the story all

the more real to me.

I began to wonder if my son was remembering a past life.

I grew up Catholic.

I went to church every Sunday.

But reincarnation is something that we never talked about.

But I was always curious.

And because Ryan was so detailed with his information,

it just made me all the more curious.

When she first told me the story that Ryan spoke about,

with him running in the back of the truck

with his grandparents and the dogs,

I originally believed, you know, that could have been

a little story that he made up.

So once Margie mentioned the story Ryan was telling

in depth, especially about the murdered part,

that was a little intense.

For a little kid of three and four years old to be saying

something along those lines was a little bit upsetting

because at that time he was not allowed to watch any detective

shows or murder mysteries.

He was just too little.

He was watching cartoon stuff, small things.

I don't know where he would have heard something like that.

After Ryan had told me the story, I was pretty disturbed.

There was so many details, which led me to believe that this was

the truth.

Then all of a sudden his separation anxiety made sense.

When we dropped him off at school,

he was afraid he'd never see us again.

The reason why he wanted to be in law enforcement made sense.

And the fact that he could see things that most people could

not finally made sense.

He truly believed that he had a past life.

When I heard the story firsthand from Ryan,

you kind of get a different feel on what exactly

is being brought to you, the intensity of it.

You kind of think there's something a little more to this

than just a made-up tale.

It's kind of tough for a three- and four-year-old

to come up with detailed stuff.

It's an absolute eye-opener when you see your child

and hear from the child saying this

to you in complete and open honesty

that this is what happened, and this is who he was.

And you sit there and you go, huh, OK,

could be a little bit more to this.

Ryan had very few memories of his past life

except for the incident with his parents and details

surrounding that.

The thing that shocked me more is that he had a name.

His name was Ed Johnson.

I started to do some research, and I could not

believe what I found.

My son Ryan told me that he picked me to be his mom.

But he really surprised me when he

told me a story about a family that he had before.

He told me they were shot and killed in their bed.

But the thing that shocked me even more

is that he had a name.

It was devastating to hear this from my little boy.

My name is Ryan.

And I'm in sixth grade.

I'm 11, and I live in Las Vegas.

It is kind of cool that I've had a past life because,

like, it's two lives.

Not most people get that.

And it's just kind of neat to like figure out who I was.

I felt like Ryan had given me a good amount of information

about his past.

But I wanted to know more.

So I started to do some research.

I was able to find two stories that

matched Ryan's descriptions.

The first story, a 16-year-old was confused when her parents

didn't get up.

So she went into the room and found her parents

shot and killed in bed.

They were the parents of seven children.

And there was a lot of similarities to Ryan's story,

the way the parents were killed, and the fact that the seven

children were sent with their relatives to live on a farm.

Another story, the parents of three were shot in their bed.

The killer let the children live.

But unfortunately, the children overheard what

was happening to their parents.

When I share these stories with Ryan,

I'm not going to share all the gory details with him.

I'm going to give him names, era, places,

and see if he has any connection with the stories.

The first article took place in 1961 in Hartington, Arkansas.

A 16-year-old girl who wondered why her parents did not

get up and turn off their alarm found them dead in their bed.

Wow.

The second article took place in 1939 in Edinburgh, Indiana.

At midnight, an intruder had come into the house

and killed her mother and father.

They were found in bed.

Hmm.

I don't know.

As Ryan has gotten older, his memories of a past life

have faded.

So there is a possibility that we may never connect.

And Ryan will never, never know who he was in a past life.

Does either one of these articles connect more to you?

No.

No?

Although these stories were very similar to the stories

that Ryan was telling me, none of these stories

had the name Ed Johnson.

I'm very curious to find out who Ryan was in a past life--

who he was, what he did--

and then I can compare it to his life now.

I'm going to continue to research.

And even though I may never find the answers of who Ryan was

in a past life, I am just so happy that I

have an amazing special son this life.

I would like to be a police officer because how my parents

passed away in my past life.

And I would like to prevent that from happening to other people.

Ryan's a great kid.

He's growing up strong.

Tough little guy, love him to death,

and just always want him to be happy and safe.

Ryan saw my footsteps in the snow.

And I see one of the best sons a mother could ever have.

My son Aiden spoke about having another family.

And he said that he died when his parents killed

him and his sister.

I honestly didn't know what to do.

It freaked me out.

I had no idea about past lives.

So I didn't really have much to go on.

And even worse, I had no way to help my son.

So I went online to do some research

to see what I could find.

Well, a lot of the stories that I

was reading about other kids and their past lives,

it made a lot of sense.

And it sounded a lot like Aiden.

Other kids talking about coming back,

kids talking about their other moms

and picking their family, which is exactly what Aiden would

say.

Every time I read a different story,

there was always something in there that just resonated

with everything Aiden said.

Once I started reading more and more,

I started realizing that this really is happening.

And I realized that he was actually

talking about a past life.

When I started reading all these stories,

I felt some comfort in knowing that there's other people

out there going through the same thing.

And now I finally found some type of an outlet

to be able to learn, to understand my child.

One day, I just randomly decided to ask him

what happened with Sarah because he doesn't seem to mention her

as much as he used to.

And he just looked at me, and he looked kind of sad,

and told me that he wasn't sure what happened,

but she doesn't come visit him as much as she used to.

I remember Sarah, but I haven't talked to her a while.

After that, he just shrugged his shoulders.

And he said, it's OK, because I know

that she's with me anyways.

But as he got older and I started learning more,

I was worried that it might cause something that he might

not be able to work through.

Aiden is six years old now.

And he still has problems sleeping.

So I had to take him into the doctors.

And they had to prescribe him melatonin.

It's the only way to get him to sleep.

Then one night, Joanna forget to give him the medicine.

And then I walk to his room, and he was awake.

And I said, yo, buddy, what are you doing awake at this time?

And he said, Mommy, I was awake all night.

I see the sun came out and everything.

He don't sleep all through the night.

He was awake.

So while his past life memories are fading,

the problems caused by his past life still remain.

He needs to rest.

He has to go to school.

He need to learn.

We need rest.

My main concern for Aiden is if these memories are still

around, how will they affect him in the future?

But I'm not giving up.

I need to find a way to help my son.

My son Aiden told us that he had another family

and was killed by his parents.

I didn't know what to do.

So I started researching online.

And I realized that he was actually

talking about a past life.

Aiden is six now and still afraid of the dark.

And he cannot sleep without medication.

It's very difficult as a parent to listen to your child

speaking about a past life memory or past life traumas

and not knowing what to do, not having anyone

to talk to about it and not knowing where to turn.

Recently, we sat Aiden down to talk about his past life.

But he got really emotional and angry about it.

It seems like he's forgetting the memories,

but he's still holding on to the emotions.

I talk to God a little bit and have trouble sleeping at night.

I saw Tan and her six-year-old son Brennan on "Ghost Inside My

Child."

When my son Brennan told me he fell off the roof and died,

I didn't know what to think.

I don't really know where to go with that.

They don't really teach you that in parenting class--

what to do when your child tells you

about a past-life experience.

And I asked him, so when you fell off the roof, did it hurt?

And he was like, yeah, it hurt.

I fell off the roof and died.

I saw lots of similarities between Brennan and Aiden.

So I decided to reach out to her.

I think it's important for Aiden to know that he is not alone

and that there's other kids out there like him.

And I find comfort in knowing that I'm not the only mom going

through this and knowing that there's someone else out there

that I can speak to.

I'm Tan.

I'm Brennan's mom.

And we were invited here to Massachusetts by Joanna.

Joanna thought it would be a good idea for us

to get together because both of our sons

have past-life experiences.

Is that a pelican?

I don't know.

But it's so cute to see them together.

I know.

I did tell Brennan a little bit about him

and how we were meeting someone who remembered a previous life

like he did.

Does he still remember?

He remembers pieces.

Yeah.

He remembers pieces.

As he's gotten older he's not talking about it as much.

Aiden will mention here and there stuff.

But then when I try to ask him, he'll say he forgot,

or, like, it brings up these kind of emotions in him

that he refuses to talk about it.

If he wants to have a conversation about it,

just make it, you know, to where that he doesn't feel pressure.

I did that with Brennan.

There are times that I think he finds it kind of awkward.

Yeah.

And so I'll just say, well, you know,

just tell me what you want me to know.

You know, we can talk about it when you want to talk about it.

It's fine.

It's no big deal.

I'm glad that he and Brennan have met though.

Me too.

I was like falling down the stairs, and then I died.

You fell down the stairs?

It's sort of the same thing, falling off

of 40-feet building.

You don't remember much?

Not that much.

Neither do I.

Aiden never told us he was pushed down the stairs.

It's kind of sad to hear some things that we haven't heard

before about his past life.

But it's great that he felt so comfortable right away that he

was able to open up and share these things with someone else.

Because I never wanted to go into detail with Aiden

about what happened because I was afraid

what traumatic events happened in his life

and what that might bring up.

But having him open up to another child his age,

and he was more comfortable, I think that was the most perfect

way for him to be able to open up and speak more.

I'm glad that you guys got to meet.

And I'm pretty sure that you'll be friends

for a really long time.

Can you say thank you to Brennan for coming and meeting

you? - Thank you.

You're welcome.

Oh.

Are you happy that you came to see him?

Yes.

And I want to stay here longer.

You want to stay here longer?

Yes.

I know.

I do too.

But the good thing is you both--

you can talk on the phone.

And you can-- don't get upset.

You can talk on the phone.

You can email each other.

Well, thank you for inviting us.

Thank you.

Thank you for coming.

Thank you.

Oh, give Brennan a hug.

Oh.

He's trying to pick him up.

For me, it's important that Aiden

feel safe and a lot of love.

If he don't have it in the past life--

you're going to make me cry--

I want he feel it now, here in this one.

His future that I see that he's going to be

a happy boy and happy man.

I just want Aiden to know that he's loved

and that we believe him no matter what.

And that we're never going to hurt him.

And he's going to be happy and live a good life in this life.

I love my family.

I thanked God for letting me choose them.