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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: Sibling(s) (05/01/08)

TITLE: Misters Sweet, Baboo and Pea
By Marilee Alvey
05/08/08


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“Gramma, Dougie and Bret won’t let me play with them,” Jadon said. Standing there with his chubby arms crossed, he stamped his foot. Mary tried not to laugh.

“Come here, my sweetheart. Sit beside gramma for a moment.” He climbed up on the couch beside her, leaning against her as she drew her arm around him. His big brown eyes searched her face.

“I wish I had a brother. Then I would have somebody to play with all the time. Dougie and Bret don’t need other friends ‘cause they got each other.”

“Well, a person can never have too many friends,” his gramma replied, stroking his stubborn cowlick that refused to lie down.

“Gramma, tell me again about Noah. It’s my bestest story.”

“I’d be happy to, Jadon. It’s my favorite story, too! God created you in your mommy’s tummy but, as He did, I think he must have smiled because He had a special surprise. You weren’t in your mommy’s tummy alone. You were with your brother, Noah.”

“What did we do there, Gramma?”

“Well, Jadon, you two rolled around and kicked a lot. I remember mommy showing me a video of the two of you rolling around inside of her. It was quite a sight. That day you were showing off, but no matter how hard the nurse tried, she couldn’t get Noah to turn around for the video camera.”

“He did that so we wouldn’t get ‘tached’ to him, right?”

“I believe so, Jadon.”

“So then what happened?”

“Well, one day, not that long after, your mommy felt something that seemed a bit strange to her.”

“Noah wasn’t kicking, right?”

“That’s right. It seemed like only you were kicking. Noah was very still.”

“So mommy went to the hospital, right?”

“That’s right. The doctor checked your mommy’s tummy and found out that Noah had stopped moving.”

“That’s when he died…”

“Yes, he did, Jadon.”

“Okay, now tell me about Noah and Heaven.”

“Again?”

“Yes.”

“Well, Jadon, mommy and daddy cried. So did gramma and grandpa. We knew Noah was still living but he just moved away from us…and that made us sad. We missed our little sweetheart, Noah.”

“And that was very sad, right?”

“Yes, it was a sad day...”

“But not for Noah!”

“No, that’s for sure!”

“Tell me, gramma!”

“Well, we don’t know what happened or why. But there is one thing we know.”

“Tell me.”

“We know that it had been pretty dark inside mommy’s tummy and, one day, Noah just fell into a deep sleep. The next moment, do you know what he saw?”

“Jesus’ face!”

“Imagine the one who loves us the very most took Noah into His arms.”

“Then He smiled and kissed him, right?”

“Without a doubt.”

“Gramma?”

“Yes, Jadon?”

“I miss him. Do you?”

“With all my heart, love. You know he’s my sweet Baboo!”

“And I’m your Sweet Pea!”

“That’s right! I have only one Sweet Baboo and only one Sweet Pea.”

“Is Noah missing us now like we miss him?”

“No. The Bible says there are no tears in Heaven. God won’t allow sorrow there. Imagine that! Today Noah might be playing with a lion because, in Heaven, they don’t bite! Just like we live in Central time, Noah lives in God’s time which has no end.”

“Gramma, you forgot to say that Noah never has to wait for anything like I do. Right?”

“That’s right. Wouldn’t that be lovely?”

“Yes, but, Gramma, will Noah know me?”

“Well, I should say! You look just like him!”

“Why did he have to go there?”

“He didn’t HAVE to go there, Sweet Pea, he GOT to go there! Something went wrong for Noah, so Jesus came like Superman and carried him to Heaven to live with Him.”

“Do you miss him, Gramma?”

“With all my heart.”

“Gramma, even my hairs on my head hurt for him. We love him, right?”

“Without question. Jadon, you have a brother, Noah, Joseph, who still loves you, just like you love him. He is alive and probably cuddling up to Jesus right now, just like you are to me.”

Standing and putting his hands on his hips, Jadon asked, “What’s he gonna say when he sees me, Gramma?”

“Why, I can’t imagine, Sweet Pea.”

“Come on, gramma! You say it!”

“Okay. He’ll say, ‘Hi, Jadon. Wanna play with me?”

“Sweet Pea?”

“Yes?”

“Gramma loves you!”

“…and Noah, too?”

“Always and forever….”


(This story is dedicated to Noah Joseph, resident of Heaven, 10/30/07, and twin to Jadon Samuel. Noah’s Memorial Service will take place on May 17, 2008, in Phoenix, AZ)


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Sara Harricharan 05/08/08
Awww! What a sweet story! I liked Mr. Sweet pea, especially his Gramma that was able to tell him such a story with the truth and love and everything all mixed up in it.

My favorite line was :“Gramma, even my hairs on my head hurt for him."

So cute-and just like a kid! ^_^
Joanne Sher 05/09/08
Oh, so sweet and tender and heartwrenching. You definitely brought a tear to my eye. Beautifully done.
Peter Stone05/13/08
You did a great job of presenting a topic that is both sad and comforting. I have had many conversations with my daughter about the older sibling that she never met. Our family too is waiting to get to heaven so we can finally meet someone with a very familiar face.
Verna Cole Mitchell 05/13/08
This is a beautiful story with a beautiful message--just precious.
Sharlyn Guthrie05/15/08
I just saw your entry. I'm sure this was very difficult to write. It's so touching, and I know many can relate to it. You really should see about publishing it in the family life section of a magazine. Blessings, Grandma!