About 2 years ago, I was dating this wonderful guy who was in the army. In a very short time, I felt a deep devotion to him, but he got stationed in Washington, and I was in NY. So, after 1 visit, I decided to move out there with my daughter and one on the way, from my ex.
I had talked it over with their dad and though he was upset, he gave his blessing, so I packed everything and a week before going, I had to stay at my moms. On Sept. 10, I lay in bed very uneasy, feeling like maybe moving wasn't such a good thing, and I prayed long and hard for a sign to show me if it was what I was meant to do.
The next morning, I got up and turned the TV on, I never watched CNN, but decided to for some reason, and there in front of me, Sept. 11, unfolded.
I realised that was my sign, because he would probably get sent someplace. The next night we decided I would stay in NY.
Now I am married to my to the man who was my best friend the whole time, and he has a wonderful wife, and the two of us are still great friends. I understood that even though you want things to be, they may not, for better reasons down the road.
- Tera, USA (March 2003)