Long story short, through church a request has come from the mom of a 6 year old that I go visit her tomorrow to calm her fears that their house is haunted. The little girl is so scared that she's staying with her grandparents until it feels safe to go home.
I know this may sound foolish, and after all, I am an old fool. But in coping with my PTSD with the tools learned in therapy and here from members of this group, I guess I've learned to live with some of the traumatizing ghosts that have haunted me since I was a kid. So I'm going to go see if I can be a kind old calming figure for this little girl to bless her house and help her chase her fears away for a while.
There's no alcohol or drug abuse or child abuse going on here, I've got that on good authority from neighbors. Just this little girl's fear of being haunted, a fear with which I'm rather familiar myself as an adult, what with my own PTSD flashbacks.
It may be silly, but if you have a prayer to spare or a spare good vibe to send, I have never had kids of my own, so I don't want to blow it with this little girl. I just want her to feel safe and blessed. Support welcome.
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