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Lost: Luck – Found: Lucky 13

13 Jul

It’s Friday the 13th today!

If you are superstitious this might not be your day but for my husband and I, 13 holds a special place in our heart! If you aren’t into psychics this might be hard for you to swallow, but bear with me. My husband and I, even before we were a couple, enjoyed going to psychics. For entertainment purposes, and the possibility that they might actually get something right. Most of the ones we have been to have been right with either our past, present or futures. I do believe there must be something to it, how else could a complete stranger know such intimate details about another’s life, things that even close family and friends don’t know?

My husband and his first wife went to a psychic and that woman told them together that they would get a divorce, he would manage a warehouse one day, that her number was 5 and his was 13. They laughed off the divorce and warehouse stuff because at the time they were happy in their marriage and he was a musician with a recording contract. They really focused on the numbers. The number 5 rang very true for his now ex-wife. They were married on May 5th (5/5), both of their children were born on the 5th of month, and the list goes on and on. Very cool. His number according to this woman was 13.  It wasn’t until later in his life that the number 13 started to make sense to him. You see, my husband and I are 13 years apart, we were married in August 2005 (8 + 5 = 13), our old house number totalled 13, little things in our life seem to surround the number 13. Interesting. Well then ultimately, the divorce prediction for him and his first wife did come true, and at that time he was managing a warehouse. The psychic’s prediction didn’t cross his mind until one day he was sitting at work and it dawned on him and he was amazed. Another psychic he went to see would read people’s handwriting, so he took a couple of signed documents from work ( I used to work with him), this lady looked at my signature and told him “she truly loves you”. Boy, was she right! I think it still took him 4 years after that to realize it himself, but he eventually got it!…LOL, I certainly do “truly” love him.

All of this ties into our belief that everything happens for a reason! So today on this Friday the 13th, don’t be frightened enjoy the uniqueness of the day and go buy a lottery ticket, because you just never know!

Happy 13th! 🙂

Lost: In my childhood – Found: In adulthood

12 Jun

I had the pleasure of growing up in a family with parents that never said “I love you” and never gave hugs or kisses to their children. In fact, it was the complete opposite, verbal, physical and emotional abuse. I know my parents did the best they could with what they had and although I can never forget what was done and what wasn’t, I can forgive. I have forgiven.

Being a parent myself now, I cannot even imagine hurting my little girl, in fact, if it’s possible to love your child too much, I’m guilty of that. From the moment I saw her, I was completely in love, and every day since she has been told how much her dad and I love her.  There are kisses and hugs and lots of love to go around. Our home is filled with love. It may not be filled with fancy furniture or nice things, but the one thing it is filled with is priceless!

I may have never know what it was like to be loved growing up, but I sure know how to love and be loved now, as an adult. So I take from my childhood pain, the reason that I had been wondering about… and that is a happy, loving adult family.  We do end up curing our childhood pain in our adult lives.