I just knew he was different.

When Caleb was 5 he would touch certain vitamin bottles on the counter and say, “These have lightning bolts in them, Momma. These are good for me!”

 When he was 7, we were in Sedona in a gem store and he held up an amethyst and said, “Momma! THIS has healing in it!” He then asked the woman at the desk for something to tie it and she handed him a piece of hide that he wrapped around the stone and onto a stick. A couple was watching him and he said to the woman, “You have an owie…” he began scanning her body until the stone was pointing toward her right knee, “... right here.” Her smile faded to a serious one as she turned to me and said, “How does he know?” I just shrugged my shoulders as he waved the stone around the area and said, “It’s going to be much better now.” And he walked away to find his brother and dad in the store.

When he was 11, he came home from...