June 22nd, 1993 … A day I will never forget. A day edged in my mind but continues to change with time.
I was an RN working in critical care and I had decided to become a travel nurse and had only two weeks to go before my son Dishan, daughter Barbara-lee and myself would leave to start our new & exciting adventure. My other two children were in college. Divorced and a single parent for the last 12 years, I had finally made it to the point where my children and I could start enjoying life and put all our struggles behind us.I had bought a house in a resort area in PA. And my children and I were going to use that as our home base.
That was the plan that I had. But on June 22nd, 1993 as I was traveling to work, a car suddenly stopped in front of me. I stopped, but the car behind me slammed into me & knocked my car into the car in front of me. I was severely injured and plans were destroyed. The key word being MY PLANS. My career ended and as far as I was concerned, my life ended. Little did I know that God was just getting into first gear with me.
I ended up having four major spinal cord surgeries. After the first surgery, I woke up in intensive care and remained there for four days and then was transferred to the floor where I remained for a few weeks. At that point, I was completely helpless and inundated with hospital drugs. The pain was so unbearable that I actually passed out from just trying to go to the bathroom.
After a few weeks, the doctor decided that there was nothing else that could be done and discharged me. My bedroom at home was turned into a hospital room ( hosp. Bed, commode etc. ) and then I was transferred home by ambulance
From that point on, my children took care of me. My sons carried me from the bed to the special lift chair and from there to the potty chair and back to the lift chair or hospital bed. My daughters took care of all my personal needs. My children set up shifts to insure that one of them would always be with em and that was 24hrs. a day 7 days a week.
Again and again I was told that there was nothing else that could be done and to get use to being in the wheel chair. After a period of mourning, depression and self pity … I started to fight back. I held onto my faith & belief that God knew best and that he had a plan and that it wasn’t my plan.
During my ordeal, I completely submitted myself to God and asked him to be the doctor that I needed to heal me and make me whole. It’s been a long journey, but I made it !!!
2009, a lot has transpired since that day in 1993. A lot has been learned, a lot has been given and received, a lot has been changed, altered & turned with the change of time.
It is at this point, here and now that I can finally see, know and understand my purpose in this life and am ready to step up to the plate.
I have been evolving more and more and doing more healing work, counseling, mentoring and spiritual art and becoming one with God. Before going to sleep last night ( April 22nd, 2009) I asked Mother Father God to further enlighten me, embrace me & guide me in all things and in all ways. I asked God to tell me everything I needed to know & to show me in a dream in a way that I would remember. I went to sleep thinking that this was going to be some dream !!! I thanked God and the Spirit world and drifted off to sleep about 1 AM. I was awakened and guided to look at the clock … it was 3:33 AM. I stared at it until it changed because I knew it had a meaning and this was the first time I had been given the number 333. I drifted back to sleep wondering what did it mean? At 5 AM I was up searching the Internet and found The Trinity. It speaks of the 3 elemental energies that we are made of …
ME, your emotional/ physical self
BE, your active success driven self,
I , your eternal spiritual self
The truth, it spoke of the truth …
This is my story for now. Whatever truth it holds for you, may you be blessed and guided by it. Namaste