First: a few words to those who are attacking the OP [especially some of our more foul-tempered from the Southern hemisphere] - an old adage applies here. It goes: "for those who do not believe, no proof will suffice; for those who believe, no proof is necessary."

I happen to believe the OP and his children and thank him for sharing them with our own populace, with the admonition that he continue to shelter them from the harm which comes with excessive exposure.

I believe the OP's story because I also have had what I call my "cosmic wanderings"; I'm a contactee. 25 years ago I was already practicing astral projection and have recalled many specific experiences from those journeys and countless others since.

One involved the "saviour ships" and I remember clearly witnessing the government-sanctioned landings, the long rows of white tents where people were pulsed aboard the craft. Upon entering, I.D.'s were checked, medical records were examined and specific concerns addressed. But the line moved steadily and without the usual human delays. There was a military presence surrounding the entire landing/processing area, but they were benign and there strictly to maintain a semblance of order. The armed soldiers seemed awkward and aware they were there merely on display: since nearly everyone - to a child- behaved somberly and as if in deep thought. There were also several people who appeared to be genuinely excited, but their attitudes changed too, as they moved closer to the tent entrance.

All in all it was a very peaceful scene [surreal to be sure] but generally a matter-of-fact event with little disruption. The processing continued for several days, non-stop. I saw no one turned away, although I noted several who did change their minds and exit the area.

That's why I believe the OP. Or... more specifically, his children. Could this be the celebrated "rapture" that religinuts speak of with the slightest of provocation? Could be... who really knows? I don't especially care one way or another.

BUT, I DO believe that we are in for one Hell of a very ugly ride before those "saviour ships" start to arrive.