I started new meds yesterday... perhaps that's why I went a bit off today... It was as sybil says a day to live in Suckyville... and then this afternoon... I began to wonder if everything was coming together to help me over the edge... I made it through... but it was so weird... A girl calls and says, "hey mama" It didn't sound like Cara... but.... I mean I'd just been talking about I couldn't hear her voice... I asked... "who is this? the young girl said..., "Reagan..." she said something else... I don't know what... but I am so full of pain... I didn't lose my daughter... I know where she is... but I told the girl I didn't have a girl anymore... that I lost her... I kept worrying about that stupid phone call... was someone deliberately trying to hurt me... I called the number back... I'm so stupid... just a wrong number... bad timing... I honestly think it was good that I have enough sense of self to do something about it though... I mean calling back... I feel stupid... but that wasn't my first impulse... so the fat loathsome beast lays down his weary head... good...
Thanks for putting up with me. Hugs Elissa
Thanks for putting up with me. Hugs Elissa
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Oh, (((((Elissa))))), I\'ve been on the receiving end of one of those \"hey mama\" wrong numbers and it absolutely sent me to places I did not need to go...it was, I think, good that you called the number back and laid to rest any doubt about why you got that call. Maybe it was the meds or maybe just a day in Suckyville...they happen...more than I\'d like but it is what it is...just know you are never alone when you come to town...good neighbors and all...always here to commiserate or just to be a leaning post...take good care of you....love ya.
I cannot say that this has happened to me...but I do remember right after my dad died I was still real bitter...real angry and just could not accept that he was gone. A man called on the phone and said ...I\'m trying to get ahold of Bill McKeown...I told him I wished him luck and if he did could he please tell him to call home. My mom took the phone...it was one of those drives to collect money for an ambulance corps...they never called back...so I guess he didn\'t get ahold of my dad. Mean bitch I am!
You are not stepping over the edge Elissa. You are not even teetering. You are a mama that misses her baby. It was a cruel co-incidence.
Remember what I told you about Timmy and the yellow roses? Well for mother\'s day my son Bill planted red roses in my garden. I have one yellow rose bush but the winter was hard on it. There were only two sticks sticking up out of the ground. It looked so sad and dead next to the beautiful red rose bush. I went out today and there were to buds that bloomed on my yellow rose bush and there must me 20 or so buds that are just growing. I know in my head it has absolutely nothing to do with Timmy...but in my heart I know he sent me yellow roses.
Look in your heart Elissa....Cara is sending you something...what is it?
Love Ya. Kathy
Hi Elissa, I am really into messages from the other side. I believe wholeheartedly that they talk to us, or send messages anyway they can! And this was probably Cara\'s way of saying hello mama. Im not even kidding you. The spirits work through other people. Its there only way. I would have taken that call as Cara getting through to u to say HI. That call would actually have lifted my spirits, and made me feel that she had gotten through. If we close our mind to the messages coming across, we miss them. I am very sorry it caused you pain. I hope you have a wonderful day!