Star child

[adamkade]

Many years ago, I had a little visitation. A child flew to me whilst I was resting in my bed. |"Hello, I am starchild," she said. I seen her in my mind's eye. Yet I also felt her presence. She left me with a distinct impression that we would meet again.

Many years later I settled down and had children. My second child I named Trinity. She was born with autism. Her presence is the same as the star child's all those years ago.

She makes me smile. When I ring her sometimes, she answers and says "Hello,"

I ask: "How are you?"

She answers: "Fine, I am okay, bye bye, see you later." Then passes the phone onto one of my other children.

She is very swift with her answers. Very firm with her answers, and often smiles. She has a lovely smile. When I see her, she often wears her cardigans as dresses, her trousers for a hat. She loves to draw and imagine, and play act. She is so wonderful. I think she must be a star child.