The following is a former winner of the Amazing but Incredibly True Story Contest.
Copyright Muse Enterprises for the author, 1997
My story begins when I was almost 28 years old. The man I had been dating for the past 7 years dumped me for another woman. He married her within a few months. I will call him Jon. I was in shock. Jon had always told me that we would not be able to get married until he finished school. First it was college, then it was law school, then he wanted to be established in his career. During this time he told me he could not imagine his life without me. He told me he loved me. I believed him. I was willing to wait for him forever. I loved him with all my heart and soul.
My world crashed down around me when he dumped me. My self esteem was wiped out. He was marrying someone else! I was so devastated I could barely function. I hated him, but mostly I hated myself. How could I have been so stupid? Why could I have not seen it coming? I was crushed. I wanted to die. I was crying when I woke up every morning, and I cried myself to sleep each night.
Life went on, but I just did not care anymore. I had to force myself to function. I went to work each day, I got some counseling, I joined a gym, I tried to date other men. A year went by, then two, but I was still miserable. I was convinced I would always be alone. I still cried. I continued to force myself to go on dates now and then, but in my twisted thinking they could not compare to what I had lost, what I could not hold onto because I felt I was nothing.
It was after one of these dates that the amazing happened. My date was perfectly nice, but he was not "Jon." He walked me to my door and said good night. I went into my apartment alone. I broke down and cried again. I could not take the loneliness anymore. I wanted to feel what I felt for Jon. I threw myself on my bed and began praying to God to let me die. I cried out to my deceased grandmother to help me. Great heaving sobs overtook my body. I cried and prayed like I never had before. I had never felt as low in my entire life as I did at that moment. I felt my spirit giving up. The sobs continuedto come from deep within my soul.
My right hand was hanging over the side of the bed. I felt someone grasp it. The touch was cool. My fingers curled around the hand and I held on. Immediately I stopped crying and knew I was going to be OK. I did not want to die and felt really foolish and embarassed for even considering such a thing. I realized I was not a worthless and stupid person that no one could possibly love. I finally let go of Jon. I felt love surround me. It was wonderful and comforting. I looked to see who was holding my hand but there was no one there. I just stared at my hand for a long time until I fell into the first really peaceful sleep I had had in years. I do not know who held my hand that night, but whoever it was, was truly an angel.
I am 35 now and happily married to a wonderful man. We have two beautiful children.
E-mail me your comments/questions/suggestions!
MuseNet Home Page/Psychic Readings/SpiritLinks/Amazing Story Contest