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I'm a mother of four grandmother of seven and great grandmother of three. I live with my husband in the house that we built with the help of my brothers and will have been married for 57 years this February.

Tuesday, October 18, 2011


I have has plenty of time where I have made a decision  or statement solely from a gut feeling or intuition  and I've  learned to trust my intuition. I can't explain how it works.

Yesterday I was doing errands down town and had to go up town for more errands and since Value Village was just a skip away I went there. I found a cute resin traditional santa and carefully placed it in my cart and I wasn't rushed for a change, I was just scanning for little treasures.

My cell phone rang and I picked it up and didn't recognized the number but I could hear kids in the background so I decided to answer it. It was a day care program employee calling to tell me that she had called my daughter and her husband at home and at work without success and she wanted to tell me that my little granddaughter didn't got off the school bus and no one had called to tell them that she wasn't coming to the day care.

I didn't quite know what to do.   I left my cart and cute santa in the isle and went to my car. I had a short way with less traffic lights  to get to my daughter's new house and a long way.  My intuition told me to take the long way down one hill with traffic lights and back up the hill  long street.  I felt that she was not in any danger and that she was in good hand and there was a good reason that she was not at Day Care.   I know, it doesn't make sense, but I followed my intuition.   I got to my daughter's house and her car was in the driveway. I went in and relieved to see that my granddaughter was home.  My daughter had just walked in the door with her daughter whom she had picked up at school.

  Had I taken the short route, my daughter would not have been home and I would have left to go to her school to find out if she had gotten on the bus.  I told my daughter that she better call the day Care and the poor overworked daughter had totally forgotten to call the Day Care.

I'll not bore you with more stories but I just wanted to share this with you today.  Thanks for dropping in and leaving a comment.

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