When we went to Lebanon with the whole family three years ago, we went to the National Museum of Beirut and visited the sarcophagus of King Ahiram. I couldn't believe the strong emotional impact it had on me to stand so close to the tomb of the real Ahiram. I had to remind myself numerous times that this was not the relic of the Ahiram I knew, but it sure felt like it was! It was very moving, and I realized then that this character had definitely become important to our family. He was our Ahiram.
Ahiram is a character that has become real to my kids and me. Throughout his trials and adventures, he grows into a worthy and grandiose hero, yet remains homey and familiar. He became part of the family, a close relative...just like he felt to me way back when I first heard of him, when Michael would share a new thought about this story that was growing in his head.