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Meeting my wife a unusual series of events

 

I had left Tampa Florida in 1993 in search of a job and ended up in Charleston South Carolina working for Papa Johns pizza as a shift manager, great job $7.50 a hour. While looking for a place to stay I pulled into a barber shop to ask a local if he knew of a room for rent. The owner of the shop was the only person there and was very up set I asked him about a room for rent. He had just finished restoring his home and had a room he was planning to rent and wondered how I knew about it. I said I just happened in and asked. After a long talk he rented me the room, On the Johns River, pool, spa, and two dogs he was Jewish, converted to a Christian, what a combination we were.

 

 Now how did I meet my wife? 1993!!

 

After living there a couple months I woke up in the middle of the night by a bright light over my bed. The light became dim  like a gray cloud and floating on the cloud was a Angel holding the hand of a woman, the woman was in a dark blue dress with small white flowers, she had long hair, and I could see her face, the Angel ask me if I would like this woman for my wife, I said yes she is beautiful, the Angel said but she is blind do you still want her? I said yes but could you make her see? The Angel and the woman, my wife to be both backed away and disappeared into the night air.

I though it was a dream and went back to sleep.

But I bet it was for real, only thing I also bet it was a Hologram imposed in some ones plan here on earth.

 

 June 18, 1998 I made a wish at Disney World

 

Five years had past a lot of jobs and I was living back in Orlando Florida. Very upset I would go out to Disney and watch the night parade, one night June 18 1998 I was standing at Cinderella Castle Arch Way watching the night parade and looking down at Walt Disney statue and I said, you know I am tired of being alone, eighteen years now, think you can find me a nice girl to be with? At that time a shooting star went over head and I just looked at it and so did others we all thought it was part of the parade, it was not.

 

June 19, 1998 the next night.

 

I was driving home from Epcot and as I was going to make a left turn my car made a right turn and I ended up at the Clarion Hotel, they had a nice night club with a very good Country lady singer, she could put you to sleep. Well I stood there and listened for a while when I felt some one pushing me, but no one was there, another push, another push, finally I was from one end of the room to the other, being slightly pushed each time by no one. These things happen to me so I just took it in stride and went along. I walked forward and seen a person in a black cowboy hat, black sport coat and black slacks about 90 pounds sitting with her friend I walked toward them and sat behind them for a while than I tapped the woman on the shoulder and talked with them, than asked  her to dance.

She was here with her employer a Brazilian Travel Agency making plans for a group they were bringing here to Disney World.

That night I invited her to come to Disney World with me the next day, June 20 1998.

Her name is Fatima, she was blind for years and  received a cornea transplant in one eye and her disease in the other eye is stopped and she has 50/50 sight in it.

 

She is the exact woman the Angel brought to me that night in Charleston South Carolina, five years prior. If it was a Hologram  plan it worked out just fine.

 

We have been happily married for 10 years now,2008.

 

Well All I can say is I think that our meeting was in a plan and I still think of my wife as a Angle.

 

 

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