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Hi Mary!
Long time since I posted anything...but this seems to be such a perfect venue for someone who embraces the unique occurrences and serendipity of life! I'm certainly not embarassed to share some of those experiences...let me share with all of you, perhaps one of the most blatant examples of other forces active in our realm and perhaps even an example of how we create our own realities.
Many years ago My oldest child passed away from a genetic disorder...within a few short months my son had to have surgery for a lump which thankfully was non-cancerous, and I miscarried another little girl, and separated from my husband. That miscarriage was so bad that I was told at 22 years old that the liklihood of ever getting pregnant again was slim to none and even if I did I'd certainly never be able to carry to term...there was simply too much damage.
Reeling from so much in so short a time, on the verge (perhaps in the middle) of a nervous breakdown, I began going to the cemetary and visiting with my daughter every day. I asked her to help me if she could. I didn't want my son to grow up alone...I wanted another baby...never to replace her but perhaps to fill the huge empty space she had left behind and to give her brother company. I asked her if she did this, to please give me a sign that it was her doing.
4 1/2 months later I went to the doctor because I couldn't shake this horrendous stomach flu...I never get sick so nervous wasn't even the operative word...it was terror... imagine my surprise when every test came back fine and the doctor suggested one more just to see...imagine my surprise when the same doctor who said I could never have another baby came back to tell me I was pregnant!!
Despite many conversations with him where he insisted I terminate the pregnancy because it could kill me, I insisted I would do nothing to interfere with this pregnancy. Genetic tests were done and I was told that it would take 2 weeks for the results...no they never come back early. A week later, my son, then 3 years old, woke up one morning to tell me that his sister had come and sat on his bed and told him we were having a girl baby....she was our gift and her name was Angelique, but we had to call her Angel because she was the Angel baby. Coming out of his tiny little lisping mouth it sounded surreal but as I believe in all possibilities, I took him at his word. That morning after dropping him at the sitter and going to work, I got a phone calll from the doctor's office. Those tests that never came back early were in....I was having a perfectly healthy..."baby girl" I finished...Yees the nurse said surprised....did I have a name??? Oh yes....angelique but we gots to call her Angel...I Josh mimicked. I called him at his sitters to tell him and all he could say sounding exasperated was "I told you my sister said!!
Today Angel is 19 years old and the mother of my only grandson, a beautiful boy named Isaiah....
not kidding folks....really happened.
Hope you enjoyed it!
Tracey Nadeau
Reeling
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