Ok, what would you call this:
We were living in Calgary since hubby was posted there. He was still in the military at the time. Most of my family were in Edmonton. We had talked about going to Edmonton for Easter but my hubby had decided that he wanted to retire from the military. I hated it when he had to go away, sometimes for months at a time, so I was happy about his decision to retire. However, he decided to stay at home in Calgary for Easter so as to do some work around the house before we put it up for sale. We planned to move to Edmonton.
One morning, just before the long-weekend, I got up and I had this sensation of - got to go to Edmonton!! Now!!! I said to my hubby as he laid in bed, we have to go to Edmonton. He said, you go ahead, I'll stay here with the kidlet. I then said we HAVE TO GO TO EDMONTON!! It' important and I don't know why. It was as if someone was pulling my arm out of the bedroom to get the hell going!!
So I went to Edmonton for the long weekend by myself. I went to my grandparents place and stayed with them. I spent a lot of time with my " baba', took her shopping for booze & groceries.
Before I left, I told her that I would see her when we (finally) moved there. I just remember her standing by the kitchen stove, her apron on and she's wiping her hands on the apron & she said that she would "try to be there" when we got there. This was in April - we were to move in July. She passed May 1st. I was desolate but incredibly happy that I went to see her and spend some time with her when I did. I keep thinking what if I hadn't listened to whatever it was that was telling me I had to go?
So my question is: What was it that made me go to Edmonton that Easter long weekend? My hubby didn't want to go and I was inclined to stay with him until that morning when I felt this....thing - I honestly don't know what else to call it. Since then, I'm more inclined to think there is something more out there, even after death. I look forward to finding out!!