It was 1995. My cousin Dan was 20 years old. Two weeks from his 21st birthday. Dan, his girlfriend and his brother Doug had just bought a mobile home and rented a lot to put it on. During hook up an accident took his life.
I loved my cousin very much. He was a wonderful kind hearted person who would do anything for anyone. I took the loss very hard. I found myself praying that his soul wasn't burning in Hell if there was a Hell. I worried about it because even though he was so caring, he did like to smoke (if you know what I mean).
About two days after he passed I was home alone with my daughter. She was about 1 1/2. I was watching TV and she was playing on the living room floor. Suddenly she stopped stood up and looked at the wall and said "Hi buddy". I blew it off.
A little later I went outside and was talking to a neighbor and my daughter looked up and again said " Hi buddy". I didn't say a word. My neighbor looked at me and said "who is buddy? I explained that my two older nephews called my cousin buddy. My daughter always called him Dan. We didn't say much else about it. I went home.
Couple days later was Dan's viewing. After the viewing we all meet at my grandma's house. There was a group of up sitting outside in the driveway. Out of the blue my daughter again says "Hi buddy". We all looked around and found no one. Dan's girlfriend looked down at my daughter and asked her were buddy is now and she pointed to the sky and said "he is up there now".
I guess he answered my question with the help of my daughter.
I loved your story as its so heart touching.
I think your daughter had a great bond with your cousin. I loved her saying "Hi buddy".
May your cousin soul rest in peace.
Takecare
Regards
Meghna