mommy outside stuff

Not yesterday but the day before, I had this feeling that my son saw me outside walking around. I didn't see him but I had this feeling or idea.

Then that night, in the middle of the night, someone else's little boy got out of bed crying or doing a great job of pretend crying and acting, and came over to me saying, "I want my mommy! I want my mommy! My mommy is outside! I want my mommy. I saw my mommy outside!" and then he fell asleep there.

Then, his mom came over to him later and I knew she was there but then I almost fell asleep again and then I somehow anticipated movement and I thought he was going to move and fall off the bed so I put out my foot at a ledge so he didn't and then it was his mother picking him up.

I was thinking this morning, today, do people read my mind? or do I read people's minds? and I thought about this one time where I telephoned an old elementary school best friend, out of the blue, having not talked to her for over 10 years, and when I called she said it was so bizarre because she and her mom had just been in the kitchen talking about me and then I called. Her family had moved to another part of the U.S., half a country across from me and I located their number and then called. But I'd had no contact all that time before.

I was also thinking about how her Dad witnessed the strange miracle of my arm healing itself and my knowledge that hit had been healed before there was confirmation. He said it was impossible almost and how in the world, and the nerves must have re-generated but he kept shaking his head, stunned. They had been last talking with my parents about seriously giving me a mechanical arm as an option because there was too much damage. The weird part was that I knew I had been healed before I had evidence through better movement or next Drs appointment. I had been prayed for at a service and I started to feel a tingling in my arm at that time. As a little girl, I believed it meant I had been healed. I kept insisting and then my mother was pulled over by a cop for speeding and cried bc of how bad my medical bills were and I told the cop and my mother not to worry because my arm wasn't damaged anymore and it had been healed. Then we went to the next drs appointment and they did all the scans and confirmed my arm was completely fine. It was a Moses Lake doctor. But in response to the doctor, that was when I piped up, "I know how it happened! Jesus did it!" mumble mumble, cough, ahem, from the atheist dr. :)

So I think it's both ways sometimes but5 a matter of recongizing it and trying to pinpoint. But that incident of calling up my old friend, happened over 5 years ago or so.
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