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February 2001
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Dreams
That Can Change Lives
by xchampion1
Ever since I was small, I have had dreams of the future. There have been a couple that have really hit home recently. January of 2000, the first was confirmed. A couple months prior, I was sitting on my sofa folding laundry, and suddenly I had an overwhelming feeling that I needed to get in touch with a friend. Requal and I had been friends since we were seven years old. She and I were inseparable as children. We were still in touch, but not as often. I wasn't sure how to reach her so I called her mother. Requal was 5.5 months pregnant and I had this feeling something was about to go very wrong. I explained to her mother that I saw Requal having the baby girl, but it would be C-section. She was concerned and wondering why. I explained that I all knew was the baby would quit growing soon because the cord was wrapped around her neck twice. My friend's mom told me that she would tell her and said that I needed to go to the baby shower the following week.
Everything about the baby shower was a confirmation that Requal's baby and I were in communication. I was touching my friend's big belly and I knew that the baby was having problems. I talked to my friend about the dream. She told me the baby wasn't moving around as much as she had been in the earlier weeks. Three weeks later, in the middle of the night, my friend's mom called me. She was crying and begging me to drive two towns over because they life-flighted the baby to a neonatal unit there. She was born two months early. The baby had not moved for a week before the doctors would listen to Requal. She told them about my dream and they finally decided to take a look at the baby. Through the ultrasound they could tell the cord was wrapped around Isabell's neck twice. They took her via C-section.
She is a year old now and such a beautiful little girl. I know I helped save her because without my warning the doctor would have discovered this problem too late. The three of us are still in contact and I love to watch Isabell grow as much as I do my own children.
The second dream is one that is very hard for me to explain. It started occurring in August, 2000. I had dreams of my husband and me fighting. Then, all of a sudden he dropped dead of a massive heart attack. This is where it gets difficult to explain. My husband and my father are so much alike it is very amazing. In my dream, my husband's face was clear the first few times, but then the face became blurred. I warned him and I even shared this dream with my father. We all had talked about it and decided that we should pray that it didn't happen.
I had surgery on Halloween, 2000. As I lay in the hospital recovery room, I had the strangest feeling that death was near. I was having a hard time waking up from the medicine that had put me out with. My father called me shortly after I was released. We talked every day that week. He seemed fine. I stayed at my mother's for the first week after my surgery. My husband and I stayed in contact over the week and he was fine. I got home late Saturday night and spoke with my father again. We talked about life and how ironic it seemed to be. He promised to call me the next day. We talked for two hours on the phone and then said goodbye. I didn't realize it would be goodbye. Around 10:30 p.m. that night, my grandmother called me and told me that the dream dad and I had talked about had happened. She was so very upset. My father dropped dead nearly instantly from a massive heart attack. There wasn't enough time to get him to the hospital. In my dream, I should have known. I just didn't look at the dream from the right angle. I wonder if I could have saved him if I could have seen the dream from a different one. The most amazing part of this dream is I know my father is still near me. Anytime I talk about him, the room gets cold and everyone in the room feels that there is someone there. My grandmother hears his voice some nights saying I will always love you and my daughter. I have a very strong feeling that he is trying to show or teach me something. I can't explain it but I wish we could talk so I could tell him I am sorry and that I love him.
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