Thursday, January 28, 2010

SIGNS


Last semester I was faced with a terrible tragedy. My boyfriend, who goes to Miami of Ohio, was involved in a very serious accident. He was in an induced coma for four weeks and the hospital for two months. I kept thinking to myself is this real. Why did this happen? As the long two month journey embarked, I kept questioning everything I was doing. I would fly home every weekend to stand there and watch him helplessly. Then I would come back to school and get what needed to be done done. As all of this was going on little signs kept popping up. The day he was in the accident, I had a horrible headache. It was like ESP. The night before the accident he sent me a text saying I was the only one who made him feel like flying. Two weeks into the accident they could not get him off of the ventilator, the process is known as flying. So the next weekend came and I found this out and I started bawling. Cheesy, I know. But I remembered what he had said to me. I started to pick up on even more and more weird signs. Was he holding my hand consciously even though he was in a coma? I finally had a feeling that I knew it was going to be okay. Someone was sending me signs letting me know that.

It freaked me out when I really started to think about it. I didn't know if my brain was wanting this to turn out positive so bad that it conditioned itself to think this way, or was it real. It still is mind blowing to me and I am not sure if I can really ever wrap my entire brain around the thought. I often found myself thinking. "the doctors are just really good at what they are doing, that's why he is going to be okay". But, was it really them? Did it really help to have all these people praying for him and me seeing all of these signs? My dad the skeptic says it's a bunch of nothing. But, I still sit here consciously hopeful that it all happened the way it was supposed to signs and all. It made me realize that maybe there is something or someone out there who really is watching over us.

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