The story continues with Susie’s Higher Self first interrupting and then participating in a talk given by her Grampa Izak, at which her parents were present…
Susie
Susan is shifting in me again. This time I feel different—I am closer to her. I knew it would happen someday. Energy flows into me—from her. Knowing it is from Susan reassures me, but my head feels crowded. I am still me, but I am connecting more to the older version of me I am becoming. I don’t know everything she does yet…
Mom and Dad are coming toward me. They are beaming, but a hint of sadness in my mom’s smile betrays the tears they’re both holding back. Now I get it. Somehow, they both know I am older. Mom is proud, but sad.
Mom kneels, her head tilted as if she’s looking at a stranger. “I’m still here,” I say, the words feeling heavy in a mouth that was just hers. “I’m just… more.”
“Is it okay if we still call you Susie?”
“Of course.” As she pulls me in, her perfume—A subtle, clean, and timeless rose scent—washes over me. I recognize the scent, but it is Susan’s memory, not mine…
Memory is the Key 