We have always taken family vacations each year since the boys have been born. Usually a full week in the summer and many weekend trips throughout the year. But 13 years ago, my Hunny and I went on our first vacation alone in about 10 years. We went to our usual vacation spot, Panama City Beach. While there that Saturday night before Memorial Day, we had taken our nightly walk after dinner and went out on the pier. I was getting one of the spookiest feelings I had ever experienced. There were people there, it was well lit... I dont know... just couldnt put my finger on it. I had been feeling weird the entire time, dismissing it to the fact that I was so far away from my boys for the first time. But then again, they were with my Mom so honestly, I really didnt even worry about them. The next day we headed home. Monday was the holiday so Pat and I played golf at Horse Creek. I still couldnt shake that feeling. I even said something to him a couple of different times about it while there. It felt like the weight of the world was on my shoulders. That night, I prayed fervently, about everyone I knew and everything going on in my life, which was the usual, kids, home, work, etc. When I woke up that next morning, I was refreshed, anxious to get to work because it was a short work week, and I no longer had that feeling. On the way in to work, I was listening to Fox 6 on the radio, as I always did on my drive to work. Thats when the world turned upside down. I started panicking because several of my co-workers and my boss traveled to New Jersey and New York, via the airports affected. I knew one was in NJ for sure. But I couldnt get in touch with anyone. Then I got my boss, told him the news, which he hadnt heard. He told me to keep calling and dont stop until I find them. Ultimately, I did talk to everyone. The person in NJ was just across the bay and could see the smoke from the towers. Chilling. We watched the news most of the morning, until the second tower came down and then I had to stop. I will #NeverForget the feeling I had for several days before that happened. I had it one other time before #9/11. I had not idea what would turn our world upside down that month either. My sister-in-law passed away a few weeks after I started having this feeling. They had dinner with us on Monday night before she passed away that Tuesday night.... but I had the best feeling that night. I loved spending time with them. I cooked, we talked forever, laughed, played with Jake, Josh, Hunter and baby Hailey!! I have since learned when I get that feeling... I begin to PRAY!!! And I pray hard. Because I believe with all my heart that is the Holy Spirit telling me to do so. PS. Ive woken up many times during the night and thought of many of you. I instantly prayed for you. :)
Posted on: Wed, 10 Sep 2014 22:58:59 +0000
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