Life gets even more interesting after High School graduation. My friends and I were not all that popular. We were like the outcasts because of what we looked like or our size or something that sets kids apart from others. I was a very petite girl and also very shy. Not what you see me as today. Having children makes you come out of your shell to protect them and you must speak up to be heard. I was an introvert and I didn't like to play sports or go outside and play with others in my neighborhood. Mom made us go outside most of the time and she would lock the doors and tell us that we needed to blow the stink off of us! I liked to sit and play records and copy the lyrics down and write poetry. Though I tended to hold boyfriends longer than my sister, who had a new one every week, I didn't write poetry about them. I wrote of flowers and nature and animals. I even got some leaves and pressed them on the front of my book and covered it all with wax paper. That book was what was in my heart at that very early impressionable age. I don't have my book anymore because my father threw it away as some kind of punishment for what I had done. Oh I was bad, I will not lie about that. I used to stick my tongue out at my mother when she told me to do something that I didn't want to do behind her back --of course mother's have eyes in the back of their heads! I thought that was a fable, but learned it when I had my own children. I was raised that Children are to be seen and not heard. I didn't raise my girls like that.

While I was dating my first husband's younger brother, he had left home and was adopted by another family whom he was very close too. He even changed his name. Well when he had left and he didn't call me and I found out from someone else I cried and I couldn't stop crying. I missed a day of school and then my mother made me go to school. I did try to hold back my tears. It was then that my Home Economics teacher took me aside and told me to be myself and not follow the other kids like sheep. I know she told me lots of other things but this is the one thing that stuck in my mind and will until I leave this body and this Earth. It was the first time that I found out that it was OK to be different. It was OK to be, what I thought of myself at the time, "The Black Sheep". Oh and a thought on the Home Economic Classes. All I wanted to do when I grew up was have a family and take care of the home and the children....be careful what you wish for...............

I met my high-school sweetheart after dating his younger brother. I remember sitting in their living-room and watching him come down the stairs and wondered to myself what it would be like to date him. I didn't realize what I had done at that time, not until much later in my life. I think that strange now, but after learning about The Law of Attraction, just maybe I had something going on then with that. I thought that I had this power to bring things to me and it's magic......well it is, now that I look back on it. Everyone has it, some just don't realize it and I didn't realize it then.

So my High School Sweetheart and I started dating. Our lives were starting to entangle with each others to the point that we had worked at the same job together. After graduating we made an effort to see each other almost everyday. Then I had a vision! Yes, a vision and my religion taught me that those are from Satan and are evil and Satan's attempt to pull me away from my God and beloved Jesus..Little did I know that this was the first in many visions and other sorts of mystical and magical things that I would encounter during my lifetime..

In my vision I was told or shown that I was going to be married, but not in the traditional sense. At first this seemed weird. What was traditional and what was not going to be traditional. Then I was told or just had a knowing..it's just so hard to explain what exactly this is.....I was going to have a baby girl and then I would have to get married. None of this fit into my life that I planned. I was going to be a Nurse and my sweetheart was going to be an Electrical Engineer. I chose not to see him for three months or until the time when I had thought that I changed that vision. Only thing is --I didn't and it was part of what was to transpire in my life from that point on.

I thought that Satan had gotten hold of me and I was surely going to Hell. No one talked about these things in the Bible. They were not Christian things but of the Devil. I was so confused and so I did try to stop it. I went to church more and read the Bible for more answer and I didn't find them. What else could I do...but go on with my life and make it the best that it could be....that was the hard part as you will see....

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My parents got the chance to go on a cruise to Cancun, Mexico. Of course you know how two teen girls would love that idea with the parents gone and fun times while they were away. I had a job--actually two jobs. I worked during the day at a fast food restaurant and at night at a sports arena as a vendor selling novelties to those who came out to enjoy the games. I worked alongside my high school sweetheart into the wee hours of the morning. We both had our separate cars. Life was good then and we were having a blast!

I remember the day quite well when I got pregnant. My mom thinks it was while she was on her Cancun vacation, but it wasn't. It was after that.......just after my birthday. I went to see my sweetheart. I usually push guys away when they want sex. I wanted to wait until I found the right man and marry him first. That day though was different and we made love for the very first time... in his bedroom. Somehow I knew that moment that i was pregnant. I guess another whisper for OZ. It was the strangest thing because most women in that day didn't know until weeks later that they were pregnant. No, I knew the moment we finished making love that I was. That vision that I had whooshed right into my mind like a freight train. I didn't want a baby out of wedlock and I wanted to go to school to be a nurse and I wanted my sweetheart to finish college and do things right and get our own home and all the American dream things! This was not supposed to happen! As it turned out shortly after taking that test to get into nursing school, they closed the school down and I didn't go anyway. I was to take a much deeper approach with a career and life--to be a mommy and learn in the school of life not in a classroom. Most everything that I have learned I learned from life experience and not from a book.

My sweetheart and I got married and we did have a baby girl. It is real strange on her dates. She was born on the seventh day (Sunday) January 2, she was 7 pound and 7 ounces and she was 21 inches long and was born at 4:27 a.m. All sevens!. I was huge! I felt like a house! They thought that I was going to have twins. They told me that I was going to have a boy because I held the baby far up in my abdomen. I knew it was going to be a girl and I told everyone it was. Everyone said that it was too early to tell and that I didn't know what I was talking about. ( I am always told that!) I was told in that vision it was a girl. I was also told something else---she wanted to be here in the worst way. I don't know, even to this day, why she has chosen to be here now or what is in store for her, She was a gifted child, did everything very early and school work in any subject was a breeze to her. We used to play games when she was 5-7 years old. I used to think of something in my mind and have her guess it. She was on target every single time. She also had a boy playmate that no one else could see. He was my sister's first child some years later. I know she has special gifts bestowed on her or where they hereditary. It is said that my grandmother on my mother's side also had spiritual gifts. I think I read somewhere that they are past down through the mother's blood line.

Now, about that twin. I was told at one point in my pregnancy they thought that I was pregnant with twins. I fell down a step and landed quite hard on my behind and then I was told that they made a mistake and there wasn't a twin after all. This was in a short period of time and I didn't get the chance to tell anyone--even my husband. I just "knew" there was a twin. I could just feel it. I think it was my sister's son and he decided that he didn't want to be here then or that I was not the right person, but the right family. It makes sense to me that this was it and that my daughter's invisible playmate was indeed a boy.

Things didn't go as well as we planned and ended up moving into my parent's basement--which was much bigger and we had our daughter in the same room as we were. I breast-fed her so that was a good thing her being in the same room. My mother and I don't get along and we found a way to get an apartment in a low-housing place.

It wasn't too bad and I earned money babysitting. Soon after, I wanted another child so that my daughter would have a playmate and a brother or sister. I went and had all kinds of tests done and I was healthy and after the first month of trying to have a baby we found out that I was pregnant! It was a joyous occasion and we celebrated and we were on our way to preparing our oldest daughter for the new arrival. Again things didn't go as planned and I got sick and could not hold down food or water while pregnant. I could not think of a reason why this would occur and my husband thought that I was making it up because the doctor had given me strict orders to stay in bed. I had to quit babysitting. This child did not want to come into this world. Even when she was born she had some virus or something that I had to sign for her to have a spinal tap. I was never told what she had. I felt very fortunate though as they had me on benedictine the whole pregnancy and most others who took that their babies had severe birth defects--like missing limbs and such.

After my second daughter was born and she was about 1 1/2 years old I had another vision, another Whisper From OZ. This time it was that we would be in a house in 6 months time. Well, this was a shocker because we could barely afford the apartment let alone have a house payment and a down-payment for it too. So we put that out of our minds. This is the time I asked for my future visions to stop. I was thought of as crazy and all kinds of things. The bible did not speak highly of these things such as visions and knowing what the future was to be. In essence I refused the whispers.I just could not handle it anymore. So they stopped--at least this kind of gift did. So I didn't have anything and then I felt like I was in a dark room and didn't know where anything was and couldn't see where I was or even how to get out or if there was a door. It was an awful feeling t have. Of course I didn't tell anyone about these things for fear of being called a witch or something worse. I kept them to myself.

Although those visions still happened and 6 months we were in a house of our own. It was Rent to Own. It was big and it had a big fenced in yard. It was perfect for a growing family! After a few years it was time to move on--or so my life would take a new direction.

So we trek everything and everyone down to the house that we were building. We didn't know what we were doing and we found out through hard work that what they tell you that you will get isn't always the exact thing that you will get. Everything was supposed to have been pre-marked and pre-cut--only they weren't and we had to learn and do this ourselves. Little did I know this was going to be a tool that I was to use again later in my life. I have learned that life will give you tools that you will need later, but not always the road map to go along with them. Then again maybe I knew but had my gifts turned off. This was a mistake on my part--or a learning lesson to be had----don't turn any of the gifts that you have off or you will get more and some won't come in a good way--or one that you think is good. Remember there is a silver lining in every situation--even the one's that you think are bad. The people who are in our lives are there for a reason.

This was only the beginning of what was to change my whole entire life. I will take you on the journey with me in Chapter 3.