"God Winks", Have you had one?

[MEG&MINNIE]

After a year of thinking about it I, booked my last trip to WDW for August 18, 2005 with my DD9 and myself for two reasons. First because that was the starting date of the new low SWA rates to WDW of $49.00 each way. Also, because it was the 13 Anniv. date of my mother's death and I figured what a better day to start my trip to WDW than with her blessings from above and my low,low airline flight prices. To make a long story short, our 1st nite down there in WDW on Aug.18th my DD and I saw the most beautiful "Rainbow" that night over The Magic Kingdom while we were waiting for our ressies at The Crystal Palace!!!! Tears came to my eyes as I knew my mother was watching down on us that evening and giving us her "Blessings" as we started our Mother-Daughter trip @ WDW . "Rainbows" have always been my sign from above that "someone is watching over us"!

 

[Tink&SquirtsMom]

I have 2 off the top of my head: Dh had always worked for small start up companies and had recieved a job offer for a large international dotcom. we were at a big crossroads in our lives and I just wasn't sure. I was particularly nervous about him joining a big corporation. He is extremely smart and creative, but he also has ADD and dyslexia so while he did fantastic in small settings where everyone knew him, I wasn't sure how he would do in a big corporation where alot of his contact is through writing. And it was a small paycut (because so many people wanted to work for this dotcom) but the benefits more then made up for it. We were talking about the offer and I told dh I would have felt better about the decision if there wasn't a paycut involved, and if he got a hiring bonus of a very specific amount. Literally as soon as the words were out of my mouth the phone rang and it was that company upping their offer and offering a hiring bonus that was the exact dollar amount I had just said (dh had never even countered their offer). He still works there and has done very well, I'm happy to say.

Another was when I was in college in San Francisco. I lived at the bottom of a big hill and could see the MUNI bus coming from a long way off. SO I was watching from my window. As I just saw it and went to run down the stairs the phone rang and it was my boyfriend at the time. I quickly got off the phone but still missed my bus by like 2 seconds. Caught the next one 10 minutes later, and i was walking (picture morning rush hour pedestrian traffic on a very busy city street with people everywhere), a guy comes up and asks me for directions. Turns out we are headed to the same place (a lecture being given in the conference room at a hotel). We walk there together and we sit down the first thing the Professor says is exchange phone numbers with the person sitting next to you. So we did. 9 years later we're still together, happily married for 8 of those! Sometimes I wonder if the phone hadn't rang, if I hadn't missed the bus, if I hadn't stopped to give a stranger directions...

 

[mommy*RN]

Wow! That sounds like an awesome book! I think I may have an experience that applies.

I lost my mom in 1999, and during times of emotional hardship and strife I ask her to hold my hand while I sleep. I've never "felt" anything except peace when I do this. Anyway, my DH and I tried for a year to conceive our 2nd child. Finally we found out we were pg and it was wonderful. I wanted to have a VBAC but my doc told me if I didn't go into labor on my own prior to my due date it would be another c-section for me. Well...my due date came and there was nothing going on so I went to the hospital for the c-section. When it was time for me to go to the OR they wouldn't allow my DH to come with me until after the epidural and spinal were in place and done. I thought it would be okay until they had me on the table and started poking in my spine. I FREAKED out and started crying and begging for them to let my DH come in. They refused and I continued to beg telling them that he is an ER nurse and a paramedic and has seen things far worse than a needle going into my back. They still refused. Suddenly a masked nurse took me in her arms and told me it was going to be okay. She handed me tissues and just let me cry into her shoulder. I never saw her face, but the thing was she SMELLED like my mom! It was her perfume or something. My mom wore a very old Estee Lauder perfume that you haven't been able to buy for years. It was such a comforting smell and helped me get over the tears. My DD did NOT want to come out and the OB ended up using forceps to deliver her. She wasn't breathing, but I wasn't scared at all. I still remember it very clearly and how my mom was in the OR with me so I KNEW it was going to be okay. They stimulated her and she finally started crying. She went to the NICU while I was in recovery and when it was time for me to go to my room they brought her to me and she's been fine ever since...

Gosh - just remembering this stuff has started me crying again. Thanks for all the inspirational stories. I'm going to HAVE to get this book!

 

[SplshMtn99]

I've had one & its happened a couple of times.

In elementary thru high school, there was a guy that was a very good close friend...though I wished it was more. He was SOOOO popular with the girls....and I never understood why he had anything to do with me since I wasn't that popular. Anyway, he even went to my sr prom with me when my boyfriends mom wouldn't allow him to go.

We kept in touch after graduation by letters for a while while he traveled in the military. We then lost touch of each other.

Meantime, I'm in college & get engaged to someone. Engaged 3 yrs. 6 mths before wedding, I met someone at work. Wasn't looking. It just happened. Everyone at work (married ladies) are like, go out with him on a date, otherwise you'll never know. Long story short, 4 mths later (now 2 mths before the wedding), I decide I can't get married because I'm falling in love with this guy from work. I'm on my way to fiances apartment to break it off --- still VERY CONFUSED about if I'm doing the right thing (puking for months & loosing weight). I decide to stop at McD's were I used to work & were I haven't been in over a year.

Well, who's walking out of McD's while I'm walking in.....but the guy friend from high school. (Home on leave.) We hug..... talk for a LONG time about what I'm about to do. He tells me my fiance doesn't sound my type at all.....and the guy from work does.

OK, break off wedding......2 yrs later, marry guy from work (my DH) who also happens to be military.

Ok, YEARS & YEARS pass. My DH knows the story of high school friend going to prom with me & running into him at McD's that day. DH knows his name. DH has seen pictures of him. High school friend doesn't know DH's name....there was no reason to tell him when I saw him at McD's.

So, DH on vacation 1 day. We both stop into the armory where he works. All the men gathered around & everyone talking. As 1 man spoke from across the group, I just stared at him. Something about him was SOOOO familiar -- his eyes. Yet, he had an accent & I couldn't read his name on uniform. Group breaks up & I ask DH what that man's name was. He says the last name (after all, that's all how they address each other). OMG, could it be? Its my high school friend. I say the first name...and he's not sure. I smack DH & say.... "you've been working with XXXX & you didn't even know it?". I go back & find high school friend. It had been so long, he wasn't sure it was me in the group talking & I didn't recogonize him at first. He had been stationed all over the world....and here he was stationed near us now. Just Amazing.

I often have dreams that he ends up in one way or another. When I awake, I realize what date it is..and its usually a date of importance.

I think he is somehow my guardian angel. Making sure I didn't marry the wrong guy. And just keeps re-appearing in my life when appropriate.

We keep loosing touch. But we keep finding each other. Recently connected again on classmates.com.

Mind you....all these occurances happened all over the state of MA & RI...not simply in our hometown. Even weirder.

 

[shortbun]

On my wedding day, my sister and I were getting ready in a room upstairs in the church. We heard footsteps and went out to see who was coming. I saw my Grandfather coming up the stairs. I had not been thinking of him. It was actually my Dad; they barely resemble each other. My Grandfather had died 16 years prior. I told my Mother later and she said, "you know today is your Grandfather's birthday." I was always his "Number 1 Grandaughter." He was there, just for a second to see me get married. It still makes me cry. A wink from God for sure.

 

[barkley]

a year and a half ago dd finaly got her 'balance' on her 2 wheel bike and spent a great day riding around our cul-d-sac. it's getting time to head into the house and she begs dh to do 'just one more loop'. dh sez 'o.k.' and just as dd is finishing the loop she falls off her bicycle. she has chipped her tooth and complains her arm hurts.

trip to the er results in an initial diagnosis of a sprain-but they advise that we will get a final report when the radiologist reviews it the next morning. within 12 hours we learn not only has dd suffered a hairline fracture-BUT at some point in her life she had an anuerism in her humerus that ceased all of it's internal growth (it looked like a hollow soda straw). GOD'S WINK #1-had dd not taken the extra loop and fallen we never would have known about the anuerism which may have resulted in ultimatly shattering the bone and total loss of use for that arm.

we get in to see an orthopedic surgeon a few days later who orders a bunch of tests. we get them done the friday before mother's day and drop them off at the doctor's office where we are told he can evaluate some but others will have to be referred out so it may be a week or more for the results. on mother's day i tell dh i don't feel like going out-just want to stay home and keep the kids close by. the phone rings around dinner time and it's the orthopedic surgeon-he says he's glad we were home because if not he would'nt have left a message just waited till the next day (he knew we were trying to keep dd calm by not letting her know what was going on till we knew for sure). turns out he was hosting a mother's day get together at his home and had decided not to go out to dinner as wekk- later in the day an old friend dropped by unannounced. the old friend was the type of specialist that was needed to evaluate dd's test report and our doctor happened to have dd's test results with him at home. GOD'S SECOND WINK-if we had opted to go to dinner we would have missed the call, if dr. had opted to go out he would have missed seeing his friend (who gave us wonderful very positive news that made for a mother's day i will never forget).

 

[swea_pea1]

When I was in labor with my first child, my mother walked into the delivery room. I was shocked, to say the least, as my mother already had 12 grandchildren and hadn't seen any of their births. She told me that dad was downstairs, in the emergency room with stomach pain. The nurses all thought that was cute - said he must have been having sympathy pains. Mom and I laughed since he had been through 8 of his own children and numerous grandchildren so we KNEW it couldn't be that.

Fast forward a couple of hours and I'm still in labor. Mom comes back and tells me Dad has been admitted and is in the same room, two floors above me. She tells me how weird it is because my sister (who died years before I was born) was in the hospital two floors to the room above Dad when she was diagnosed with cancer. Mom was going between the two floors, exactly as she had some 35 years before with my sister and Dad.

We had been planning on naming the baby after my sister, and even though I didn't get told the sex of the baby, I just knew I was having a girl. I was right, I had my little girl at 1:20 in the morning and Dad got permission to come see her first thing in the morning.

Later that day - the same day my sister sent my little angel to me - Dad's tests revealed a cancerous tumor in his stomach the size of a grapefruit. When I heard, I held my hours-old daughter for the longest time just crying and praying to my sister. Dad was in surgery a short time later and has been cancer-free since.

My sister was not going to let cancer take Dad away from us like she was. She sent my little girl to me to let me know that.

 

[DawnCt1]

I love these stories. It was only about three weeks ago, there was just a breeze and I left for the store. I ALWAYS leave my car in the garage and the keys in the ignition then I always know where they are. DH used my car that morning and pocketed my keys. He was just in the yard but I was delayed about 45 seconds....or less. I left for the store and up ahead, there was a huge section of an oak tree lying across the road. There was one car directly in front of me. 45 seconds or less would have put me right under that tree. I am not sure thats a wink or my guardian angel working overtime.

 

[nrsldy]

The day of my mothers funeral I had been debating weather to wear a ring she had left me. She had saved and saved for this diamond cocktail ring. She had told me that if I was not going to wear it to put it up some were safe. Well as I was trying to decide the lights in the bedroom started flickering. I came out of the room and started asking my DGM and my DA if they had seen the lights flickering. They said NO. Spooky!!!. I went back into the bedroom and said " Ok Mom I will wear the ring" lights stopped flickering. I believe!!!

 

[barkley]

thought of another one.

my mom had a friend who like clockwork would call us right before we left to visit her and say she realy needed something at the store and ask my mom to pick it up. my mom gave her a realy bad time about it and kept threatening 'never again'. one day as we were leaving the house for a visit sure enuf the phone rings and her friend hits her up to pick something up. my mom decides rather than stopping at the grocery she will purposely go to the neighborhood store near her friend's house that her friend avoided like the plague because of it's insanely high prices-figures she'll present the bill to friend and that will end the grocery stops.

we go to this small, isolated neighborhood store, grab the stuff and head to the counter. as we are standing there my mom glances over to an older man, pales and says 'excuse me sir-is your name 'x'? the man responds 'yes'-and my mother turns white as a ghost. she looks at him with tears in her eyes and says 'do you remember me? i'm 'y', 'z's youngest daughter'. the man gets tears in his eyes and they embrace. the man was my mother's step father who had been married to her mother at the time of her mother's death. they had'nt seen each other since right after her mother's funeral some 30 odd years earlier (she was placed in foster care because he being a non blood relative the courts did'nt deem it appropriate for 2 young teen girls to be raised with him/continue to have visitation). this all took place in a town a great distance from where their lives had originaly intertwined.

it was a wink on both their parts-my mom had never been in the store before, and he almost never did because his wife hated for him to pay the 'outrageous prices'