A True Story about the Scientist

(Setting Direction: Soft music is to be played while reading this).

The Scientist's areas of expertise are mathematics and physics. He believes in numbers and facts. He does not believe in anti-gravity, alien abductions, Bigfoot, dryads, sacred geometry, astral projection, the Mongolian death worm, telekinesis, haunted houses or God. Yet there was one odd thing....

Long before he was the Scientist, he was merely Steve, a little eight-year-old boy. Eight was a hard age for him in the ways that are hard for a child. He wasn't enjoying school and he felt that his teacher didn't like him. He felt as sad as he'd ever been.

One day, while he was sitting quietly in his bedroom he had a sudden, very strong, mental impression that there was a baby girl who had recently been born and he instantly felt happier. Even then he wasn't given to flights of fancy, but certain things seemed so clear to him, like pure knowledge being given to him. He felt that after a while, when the baby girl grew up more, that she would love him. He felt that he already loved her. He felt that they would be best friends and bosom companions and eventually they would be able to be together forever.

He cheered up and entertained himself over the next few months by thinking of the things he and the baby girl would do together. With the mind of an eight-year-old he thought of games and ice cream and outings to fun places. It made his school year easier to bear.

For a long time, he was convinced that the baby girl was absolutely real and had been born shortly before the time he first thought of her. She had seemed as real as someone he had seen with his eyes and touched with his hands.

In adulthood, when no grown-up baby girl showed up, he tried to dismiss what he intellectually felt must have been no more than a childish fantasy. Yet, he never could forget those strong impressions and how they had felt, and even....how much he still loved the baby girl.

It wasn't until he was in his late 40s that he met the baby girl, eight years younger than him, no longer a baby. He knew it was her because how could he not know? And he still loved her.

The first time he said, "I love you", she wasn't quite sure she'd heard him correctly. But that was okay. Every day for the last few years he's said it over again.

The Scientist does not believe in anti-gravity, alien abductions, Bigfoot, dryads, sacred geometry, astral projection, the Mongolian death worm, telekinesis, haunted houses or God. But he believes that he's loved me since the time I was born.