I have an open mind, a creative person like myself must to survive. In fact I even think I am beginning to believe in spirits. Every time I see something my dad would love like a book about dragons or a Raider's mug I feel like that's him letting me know he's with me. Like for example right after he died all of a sudden I saw so many Raiders and dragon things when I never used to see a whole bunch of gift possibilities for him like that when he was alive; it was seriously the weirdest thing. So I feel like it must mean something.

The world is filled with so many things unknown and seemingly impossible, even if it only exists in one's imagination. That is what brings a story to life. Seeing isn't believing, believing is seeing. Just look at God, so many believe in his greatness and his love including myself. He is worshiped every Sunday, sometimes Saturday. We sing his praises and read his stories from the bible. But has anyone ever seen God? How do we know so well that he exists? Because it's not proof it's faith and imagination. If people can open their minds to God than why not faeries or spirits, aliens or even holiday figures such as Santa Clause.