A year after my twelve-year-old son Ethan passed away, I found solace in visiting his room each morning, talking to him as if he were still there. Then, an inexplicable mystery began: every morning, a freshly baked cookie would appear on Ethan’s desk. No one else had a key to the house, and I certainly wasn’t baking them in my sleep.
My friend Linda thought I might be imagining things, but the cookies were real. Determined to uncover the truth, I decided to stay up one night in Ethan’s room. To my shock, I saw a boy about Ethan’s age, Michael, quietly placing a cookie on the desk. He looked terrified when I turned on the light and bolted.
I chased him outside, where he explained he lived next door and had found Ethan’s diary in his new attic. The diary detailed Ethan’s favorite things, including cookies. Michael had been leaving the cookies to honor Ethan and bring me comfort.
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I took the diary, flipping through Ethan’s handwritten dreams and thoughts, tears streaming down my face. Michael’s gesture, though unexpected, had brought me solace. We hugged, and Michael began visiting regularly. We baked cookies together, sharing stories of Ethan and healing through our shared memories.
One day, Michael found another note in Ethan’s diary, addressed to me. Ethan’s words expressed his love and desire for me to remember him fondly. This discovery deepened the connection Michael and I shared.
Curiosity about how Ethan’s diary ended up in Michael’s attic led me to ask Michael’s mother about the previous owners. She mentioned that the house was vacant before they moved in, and there were boxes left behind. We explored the attic and found Ethan’s belongings, including a second diary.
The discovery revealed Ethan’s unspoken thoughts and his desire to connect with others. It was clear he had set the stage for Michael to help us heal. The cookies and diaries weren’t just remnants of Ethan’s life; they were symbols of enduring love and new friendships.
Through Michael, Ethan’s spirit continued to bring comfort and joy. The mystery of the cookies had led to a profound understanding of love’s power to transcend even death.
