Wow, Thursday is Valentines Day. I know, I know - it is a Hallmark Holiday, but hey, Russell Stover doesn't do too bad by it either.
I have made plans for my hubby, he doesn't know what they are either. He keeps trying to ask and get a hint, but I won't say. I hope he likes it.
The ground hog seen his shadow so we have six more weeks of winter - did you ever stop to think that it doesn't matter if he sees it or not - winter still doesn't end for six more weeks?
duh!!!!
We had snow this morning and may have more on Thursday - that is what our winter has been like in Kansas this year. A few days of clear weather, then bad weather. It just keeps repeating itself.
Feb 18th will be the anniversary of the day I gave birth to and lost my baby daughter, Wendy Renee. She would have been 32 years old this year. Boy, it does not seem possible that it has been that long since I went through that life changing trama.
At the time I was put to sleep for her delivery - and to make a rather long story short I died during the delivery. I "hovered" above the table and watched everything and heard everything that went on. {This was proven to me later when I talked to my doctor at my six week check up. Things I ask him and told him he said was ONLY said during the time they were delivery the baby and I was out. When ask if I died, he said, "Yes. We did lose you for a little while."} He said it was not unusual as he had heard other patients have experiences sort of like what I had.
When I "died", I was holding the hand of whom I want to believe was Jesus. The light around him was a bright bluish and very, very bright white. I never seen a face, but I heard the most beautiful, tender voice. What was said isn't important to you, but it sure was to me ~ and is the reason I am still here today.
Feb 18 comes every year and I start getting emotional around this time and until I remember and realize the reason for it - it bothers me. Then I think about what happened, and yes it is a very sad experience - but it is also a glorious experience that makes ME know for sure that there is life after this life and there is a supreme being (Jesus) that loves me and is watching over me.
I just thought I would share with you the meaning of my Valentines Day with you - although my day is really the 18th - the day God shone his love on me - I chose to share with those around me the love I feel for them on Valentines Day. The red heart is the heart of Jesus who died for us and loves us, because of his red blood I am clean and will see him again - someday - when it is my time.
