Reincarnating seem so true. I heard a story about a young brave hmong man who'd die fighting for Vang Pao back in laos. Before he went off to war he'd promise his wife that he'll be back to take care of her and his kids. Well, the war was over and there's no sign of him so the family moved with the other hmong families into a thai's refugee camp and than many years later, they arrived to the US. The wife remarried and thought she'd moved on with her life until almost thirty years later.
One day, a far distance relative called up the wife and said that there some hmong people who really wanted to come to her house and talk with her. She had no idea who these "hmong people" were, but knowing the relative she said "alright, you come over with them too". As soon as she open her door for her guests, a mid 20's hmong man rush in and hug her and started crying historically. At first she was confuse and afraid, not knowing what's going on. Everybody finally got him to calm down and let him explain the whole situation for her.
He said "kuv yog koj tus txiv" still trying to stop crying "you and I was once a couple, back in laos". She didn't believed him, she'd thought it's some kind of pranks. The wife got mad and told everyone to leave her house, she order for one of her older son who'd happened to be their with them to kick eveyone out including the relative that brought them into her house. She use the son's name Chue and that's when it all happened like it is.
The young hmong man stood up and said "my Chue, you're my little Chue?" he went to hug the son but Chue step back. The young hmong man turn to the wife and added "you and I met at your parent's garden, I was at your village with a friend and ever since than we started talking for three months before we got married, I visited you almost everyday and night in the time between it and we have my older son Tou about a year later and than Chue here is my second son". Everyone in the room got silence. He continue "me and you also had a daughter name Mai, she's the youngest child". The wife just stared at him still angry and than reply "Who'd told you about my life and sent you here to lie to me that you're my first husband, he die a long time ago back during the war and you're not old enough". Things was heating up again a fight almost broke out between Chue and the young hmong man.
"Chue, I am you father" the young hmong man commanded. "I took you and your older brother fishing when you guys was small right before I went to war, we caught this many fishes and this many crabs do you remember?, you were seven at the time and Blong was nine, you two brothers are two years apart". He pause, looked around and notice everyone seem to be listening now he begin again, this time with a more calmly voice "my son, remember?, when we was coming back home and you were so tire to walk anymore so I piggy back you all the way home and you're brother have to carry all the fishes and crabs?". Than the wife asked "okay, were is our house?, when was it built?, who'd helped us built it?, how long did we lived there?, where is our garden?, how far is it from home?, where is our garden house located?, who is your brothers and sisters and who's mine?", and all of those other question. He got it all right.
The wife suggested that he did a really good research on her life, that anyone could of told him all that. She was really angry now and started cursing them that how dare they tried to lie to her about her husband and her past life that bad omen will be on their side. Than the young hmong man responded "you don't believe me?, I'll tell you this, when me and you were dating and were all by ourselves, you told me this and I told you that", "now, no body know about our conversation right?", "we first made love here, and than there". A little into details, but that's how he got her attention. "I'd promise you that I'll be back after the war to take care of you and the kids, but I was killed in a battlefield". "I know I was dead, I see everybody running and still shooting and screaming, and than there on the ground was my body".
I'll finish this later . . .