My 2 Year Old Cousin

My name is Brittany, and I'm 16 years old. When I was 1 years old my dad drowned in Broad River, in Union SC. He was 17 when he died. I feel the need to mention that when he was buried someone put his favorite red hat on him (It was a base ball cap or something). Anyway, not too long ago my mom was babysitting for her brother, his kid is 2 years old. She was looking for a toy for her to play with in a chest at the end of her bed, but right when she opened it she saw a picture of my dad wearing the red hat and my cousin starts saying, "That's Mickeys daddy!" (Her nickname for me was Mickey. We have no idea where she got it from) "The red hat! That's his Red hat!" And my mom freaks out because we had never showed her a picture of my dad nor have we even talked about him in front of her. She started telling my mom that 'Donnie' (My dad's name) plays with her and that he had come to visit me sometimes. The next day I had come back from my Great Grandma's house to spend time with my cousin and she, my mom, and grandma are standing in the kitchen. My mom fills me in on what had happened the previous day and my cousin tell us about how my dad came to see me and that he was with my great grandpa (who I was very close to and had died the previous year due to liver failure). It brought us to tears and my cousin had a look on her face that made it look like she was proud. That she was told to tell us this. She still talks to him. She will be playing tea party with him saying his name, she spends most of her time with him in the kitchen in front of the fridge. We live in a very small house and you can sit on the couch and see the fridge by just turning your head to the right. So we see and hear her talking to him all the time. I'm happy that I have my dad to watch over me and my mom.