The Universe Works In Strange Ways, Part 1:

My husband, Rick has been on a bowling league for as long as I can remember. Once in a blue moon, I would schedule a Friday evening off of work to watch him bowl and enjoy our friends and have a laugh or two. bowling-237905_640 This particular Friday evening was no different than any other. Rick bowled of a couple of good games and his buddies bowled pretty well themselves. Afterwards, a few of us pitched in for pizza and sat around talking nonsense. I noticed one of his teammates, Dick looked unwell and I had this feeling that he was seriously ill and should go to the doctor. I thought he would think that I’m looney if I told him to go to the doctor because he didn’t feel ill. I was sure he was sick. I kept my mouth shut, dismissed the feeling and enjoyed the rest of the night. The following day we had a good five inches of snow. The entire neighborhood was out shoveling. As the morning progressed, my husband received a phone call from one of the members of his bowling league. Dick had a massive heart attack while shoveling snow and was on life support. Sadly, he passed away. I made a promise to myself right then that if I ever had that feeling again, I would speak my truth and not worry about people questioning my sanity.

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