Andy's messages
Posted: Sun Apr 20, 2014 7:43 pm
OK, I have tried this three times now and each time I think I screw it up. So if you get three, delete the first two.
In my response to your responses to a previous post I told you this post was coming. This would be so much easier in person and over a post. Sorry for its length.
I have been receiving signs for some time now. Some I understand, some I don't.
I am in the middle of a break up of a 12 year relationship. It was supposed to be a separation as we needed time away to get healthy from the effects of my girlfriends alcohol abuse. That's the short story. I am finding in my absence there may have been another man involved. I was told he was a friend helping her through this.
I have always had an angel that I turned to for help. Her name is Ruth. In the beginning of my relationship with my girlfriend, I had just ended a divorce and had been seeing someone else during that separation. I was pining for the company of the first woman when I met my girlfriend. It was going so well that I prayed for an answer as to where I should be headed. Almost instantly, my cell phone rang and it was the girlfriend. She was driving and someone had cur her off and forced her off an exit ramp and was now headed downtown. In asking where I was, I was already downtown and on the road that her exit ramp empties onto. Within very little time, we were nose to nose at the same intersection. The prayer I made was only three minutes earlier. I took that as a sign of where I was supposed to be.
Her car became an instant connection. We would cross paths in all sorts of different places at unexpected times throughout the years together.
Now your sort of up to date. Now, I can tell you of whats going on recently. In the break-up we agreed to get healthy and hopefully return to each other. In the beginning of the break up it was OK. But, I began to feel something was amiss and prayed for answers that I was doing the right thing in holding on. The answer came swiftly.
Our lines of communications had fallen to zero. Having breakfast one morning, I HAD to pray. It was a feeling that came over me and I HAD to pray. Normally my "prayers" are very relaxed and more like a conversation. This time it HAD to be a prayer, folded hands, closed eyes and everything. Not something I am used to doing. During the prayer I asked for a sign to give me confidence that I was doing the right thing in holding on. Just then, the phone rang and it was the girlfriend, after a week and a half of silence. I took that as a sign.
The following week, I was very early for a meeting and thought I would waste time by driving around the area. While doing so, I asked Ruth again for some sort of reminder that I was doing what I am supposed to be doing. Within ten minutes, I am driving by her car that was parked in front of a store in a neighborhood neither one of us frequent. Was I early to the meeting on time so I had to drive and see her car? I took that as a sign. Had I not been early, I would never have been in the position to see her car.
The following week, she was to be out of town on business. This client usually flies her in on a Monday and out on Friday. That schedule has been going on for years. It was a Tuesday and I was filled with confidence about the two signs I had received, I joked with Ruth about how she was going to show me her car as she was now out of state. In very short order, down the road headed to me in the opposite lane, is her car, with her driving. the client changed the schedule and she was leaving a day later. She passed me by and didn't see my van. But I saw her. Another sign.
When she bought her current car, Three years ago, she had gone to the dealer to buy it the same car only in black. Upon arrival, she learned the black car had just been sold minutes before but there was a white one available. So,she bought it instead. Shortly after buying it we were in the area of the dealer again for dinner with friends and in the parking lot of the restaurant there was the black car she originally wanted to buy. We knew it because the license plate number was only one digit off from hers. Her license ends in 24 the black car ends in 23. Identical in every way except one is black the other white. These cars are common, I probably saw 20 of them on the road just today and its only 2:00 PM.
Back to the present and I am sitting at a job site and her absence and the break up are weighing heavy on me. I was parked in my van about 25 miles from home base. I asked Ruth for guidance again. Very shortly, a black car turned the corner and was coming in my direction in the other lane. I KNEW instantly what car it was. In my state, we don't have front license plates. so there was no way of knowing what car this was. But, I knew as it turned the corner to face me that that car was the sign I was asking for. As it passed me, I turned to look at the plate and sure enough, it was one digit off of my girlfriends car. That was the car she intended to buy that day. That may be a stretch of a sign but it sure impressed me. So, I took it as a sign.
Again, no contact while she is out of town. I asked for something because I am just not feeling right. Just then, her mother calls. (her mother calls only to find out where my girlfriend is) This time she wanted to talk to me. As we talked, the girlfriend sends a text message. No contact then I get both of them at the same time. I took that as a sign.
I have a file on my computer with her name on it. In it I keep stuff related to her. I do that with everything, not just her. Things have their own files. I awoke my computer one day only to find her icon on the desktop was highlighted as if someone had single clicked it. I know I didn't and I live alone. That has happened a couple of times since. I have tried to recreate it but can't. During that time I had asked for specific signs as cars are fun and all but I'm thinking I needed something with her name on it. Some told me its OK to ask Angels for clarification, so I do. I got her name with the icon. Still being doubtful, I asked again.
One day I was driving back to my office and had this urge to eat at a very particular restaurant. The urge was so great in fact that in order to eat there, I had to quickly change lanes so as not to miss the exit. In the restaurant, I was seated away from the other diners and could not see anyone else in the place. While eating, I all of a sudden heard my girlfriends name being called three times. Now I knew why I had to eat at that particular place. I took that as a sign.
Later that week, I was at a place she and I frequented almost daily. Her name is Irene, I call her Rene. While there, I wonder if I would see Rene here today as she completely stopped coming there after the break up. While there I found myself standing with a crowd and looked across to see a man standing with his arms crossed in front of him. There were letters on his shirt that spelled out RENE. When he uncrossed his arms, the letters spelled out something different. But when he crossed his arms again the word RENE was clearly evident one more time. As I wondered when I came into the place, I did see Rene there that day. In name only. I took that as a sign.
We met originally because of an event that she was decorating. She hired me to work on the event the that event has become the single biggest connection the two of us have. We are joined because of that event. It has a unique name, which I will not disclose here. When people ask how we met, she would always bring up that event as the reason we got together. Nothing else brought us together, but that event. I was at my daughters house and my phone got a text message from an unknown number. All the text said was the name of the event. That's it. just the name of the event. Then shortly another text followed that said "oops sorry" meaning someone sent a text to me by mistake. The words were only the name of the event. I have since traced the phone number back to one of my competitors whom I do not recall giving my cell phone number to. My girlfriend is no longer associated with the event and could not have given them my number.
That was a huge sign for me.
I was questioning her story about having to be apart while we healed from her drinking. It had caused us both a great deal of pain over the years. I didn't know exactly how much until spending time with my new best friends at Alanon. They all tend to agree with the separation. Still I had my doubts. (important detail coming up here) I am also a photographer and occasionally shot models for their portfolios. I stopped doing it years ago as it bothered my girlfriend. In the break up, I have had time to purge a lot of things from my life and in doing so I came across a CD of my very first model shoot. The model was great and unforgettable. She was not only pretty, as models tend to be, but extremely intelligent. We had a blast during the shoot and became fast friends. She was a college kid and adopted me as a surrogate father figure. But, I had not seen or heard from her in five years. (very important detail, five years)
In my doubts about being separated, I climbed online to research it. I came up with nothing at all. Nothing to make me feel comfortable. I was getting down. I closed the browser page and turned to my email. Upon opening the email, I find a note from the model I had not heard from in five years. She wanted me to know she was engaged. In trading emails, we caught up a little bit and I told her of the break up and why and how I was having doubts. The time on her original email was at the exact time I was researching. Her response to my doubts was to explain that she was now working on her masters degree (i said she was smart) and a good bit of her education was on substance abuse. She concurred that separation is at times the best thing as so often both parties are damaged so much that they need to go back and find out who they were before the troubles started. The timing of my research and her email, after five years, made me take notice. I took that as a sign.
I have a great deal of trouble with numbers as signs. The meanings, when I look them up, seem to be very ambiguous and I find very little comfort in them. Thats why I ask for specifics.
So, that's my story. Are you seeing what I am seeing? I am seeing I need to hold on to this woman and the thought of a reunion. I might add that holding on is probably the single most painful thing I have done since my kidney stones some years back. (thats a whole different story with a big sign)
Holding on is filled with painful memories and current knowledge that hurt just as much. Everyone is telling me to let go. But with all I think I have seen, I can't, nor do I really want to. Am I seeing what I think I am seeing or is it just wishful thinking. I can doubt some as signs, maybe. But not the text message, not seeing and hearing her name. Those, to me are unmistakable.
In my response to your responses to a previous post I told you this post was coming. This would be so much easier in person and over a post. Sorry for its length.
I have been receiving signs for some time now. Some I understand, some I don't.
I am in the middle of a break up of a 12 year relationship. It was supposed to be a separation as we needed time away to get healthy from the effects of my girlfriends alcohol abuse. That's the short story. I am finding in my absence there may have been another man involved. I was told he was a friend helping her through this.
I have always had an angel that I turned to for help. Her name is Ruth. In the beginning of my relationship with my girlfriend, I had just ended a divorce and had been seeing someone else during that separation. I was pining for the company of the first woman when I met my girlfriend. It was going so well that I prayed for an answer as to where I should be headed. Almost instantly, my cell phone rang and it was the girlfriend. She was driving and someone had cur her off and forced her off an exit ramp and was now headed downtown. In asking where I was, I was already downtown and on the road that her exit ramp empties onto. Within very little time, we were nose to nose at the same intersection. The prayer I made was only three minutes earlier. I took that as a sign of where I was supposed to be.
Her car became an instant connection. We would cross paths in all sorts of different places at unexpected times throughout the years together.
Now your sort of up to date. Now, I can tell you of whats going on recently. In the break-up we agreed to get healthy and hopefully return to each other. In the beginning of the break up it was OK. But, I began to feel something was amiss and prayed for answers that I was doing the right thing in holding on. The answer came swiftly.
Our lines of communications had fallen to zero. Having breakfast one morning, I HAD to pray. It was a feeling that came over me and I HAD to pray. Normally my "prayers" are very relaxed and more like a conversation. This time it HAD to be a prayer, folded hands, closed eyes and everything. Not something I am used to doing. During the prayer I asked for a sign to give me confidence that I was doing the right thing in holding on. Just then, the phone rang and it was the girlfriend, after a week and a half of silence. I took that as a sign.
The following week, I was very early for a meeting and thought I would waste time by driving around the area. While doing so, I asked Ruth again for some sort of reminder that I was doing what I am supposed to be doing. Within ten minutes, I am driving by her car that was parked in front of a store in a neighborhood neither one of us frequent. Was I early to the meeting on time so I had to drive and see her car? I took that as a sign. Had I not been early, I would never have been in the position to see her car.
The following week, she was to be out of town on business. This client usually flies her in on a Monday and out on Friday. That schedule has been going on for years. It was a Tuesday and I was filled with confidence about the two signs I had received, I joked with Ruth about how she was going to show me her car as she was now out of state. In very short order, down the road headed to me in the opposite lane, is her car, with her driving. the client changed the schedule and she was leaving a day later. She passed me by and didn't see my van. But I saw her. Another sign.
When she bought her current car, Three years ago, she had gone to the dealer to buy it the same car only in black. Upon arrival, she learned the black car had just been sold minutes before but there was a white one available. So,she bought it instead. Shortly after buying it we were in the area of the dealer again for dinner with friends and in the parking lot of the restaurant there was the black car she originally wanted to buy. We knew it because the license plate number was only one digit off from hers. Her license ends in 24 the black car ends in 23. Identical in every way except one is black the other white. These cars are common, I probably saw 20 of them on the road just today and its only 2:00 PM.
Back to the present and I am sitting at a job site and her absence and the break up are weighing heavy on me. I was parked in my van about 25 miles from home base. I asked Ruth for guidance again. Very shortly, a black car turned the corner and was coming in my direction in the other lane. I KNEW instantly what car it was. In my state, we don't have front license plates. so there was no way of knowing what car this was. But, I knew as it turned the corner to face me that that car was the sign I was asking for. As it passed me, I turned to look at the plate and sure enough, it was one digit off of my girlfriends car. That was the car she intended to buy that day. That may be a stretch of a sign but it sure impressed me. So, I took it as a sign.
Again, no contact while she is out of town. I asked for something because I am just not feeling right. Just then, her mother calls. (her mother calls only to find out where my girlfriend is) This time she wanted to talk to me. As we talked, the girlfriend sends a text message. No contact then I get both of them at the same time. I took that as a sign.
I have a file on my computer with her name on it. In it I keep stuff related to her. I do that with everything, not just her. Things have their own files. I awoke my computer one day only to find her icon on the desktop was highlighted as if someone had single clicked it. I know I didn't and I live alone. That has happened a couple of times since. I have tried to recreate it but can't. During that time I had asked for specific signs as cars are fun and all but I'm thinking I needed something with her name on it. Some told me its OK to ask Angels for clarification, so I do. I got her name with the icon. Still being doubtful, I asked again.
One day I was driving back to my office and had this urge to eat at a very particular restaurant. The urge was so great in fact that in order to eat there, I had to quickly change lanes so as not to miss the exit. In the restaurant, I was seated away from the other diners and could not see anyone else in the place. While eating, I all of a sudden heard my girlfriends name being called three times. Now I knew why I had to eat at that particular place. I took that as a sign.
Later that week, I was at a place she and I frequented almost daily. Her name is Irene, I call her Rene. While there, I wonder if I would see Rene here today as she completely stopped coming there after the break up. While there I found myself standing with a crowd and looked across to see a man standing with his arms crossed in front of him. There were letters on his shirt that spelled out RENE. When he uncrossed his arms, the letters spelled out something different. But when he crossed his arms again the word RENE was clearly evident one more time. As I wondered when I came into the place, I did see Rene there that day. In name only. I took that as a sign.
We met originally because of an event that she was decorating. She hired me to work on the event the that event has become the single biggest connection the two of us have. We are joined because of that event. It has a unique name, which I will not disclose here. When people ask how we met, she would always bring up that event as the reason we got together. Nothing else brought us together, but that event. I was at my daughters house and my phone got a text message from an unknown number. All the text said was the name of the event. That's it. just the name of the event. Then shortly another text followed that said "oops sorry" meaning someone sent a text to me by mistake. The words were only the name of the event. I have since traced the phone number back to one of my competitors whom I do not recall giving my cell phone number to. My girlfriend is no longer associated with the event and could not have given them my number.
That was a huge sign for me.
I was questioning her story about having to be apart while we healed from her drinking. It had caused us both a great deal of pain over the years. I didn't know exactly how much until spending time with my new best friends at Alanon. They all tend to agree with the separation. Still I had my doubts. (important detail coming up here) I am also a photographer and occasionally shot models for their portfolios. I stopped doing it years ago as it bothered my girlfriend. In the break up, I have had time to purge a lot of things from my life and in doing so I came across a CD of my very first model shoot. The model was great and unforgettable. She was not only pretty, as models tend to be, but extremely intelligent. We had a blast during the shoot and became fast friends. She was a college kid and adopted me as a surrogate father figure. But, I had not seen or heard from her in five years. (very important detail, five years)
In my doubts about being separated, I climbed online to research it. I came up with nothing at all. Nothing to make me feel comfortable. I was getting down. I closed the browser page and turned to my email. Upon opening the email, I find a note from the model I had not heard from in five years. She wanted me to know she was engaged. In trading emails, we caught up a little bit and I told her of the break up and why and how I was having doubts. The time on her original email was at the exact time I was researching. Her response to my doubts was to explain that she was now working on her masters degree (i said she was smart) and a good bit of her education was on substance abuse. She concurred that separation is at times the best thing as so often both parties are damaged so much that they need to go back and find out who they were before the troubles started. The timing of my research and her email, after five years, made me take notice. I took that as a sign.
I have a great deal of trouble with numbers as signs. The meanings, when I look them up, seem to be very ambiguous and I find very little comfort in them. Thats why I ask for specifics.
So, that's my story. Are you seeing what I am seeing? I am seeing I need to hold on to this woman and the thought of a reunion. I might add that holding on is probably the single most painful thing I have done since my kidney stones some years back. (thats a whole different story with a big sign)
Holding on is filled with painful memories and current knowledge that hurt just as much. Everyone is telling me to let go. But with all I think I have seen, I can't, nor do I really want to. Am I seeing what I think I am seeing or is it just wishful thinking. I can doubt some as signs, maybe. But not the text message, not seeing and hearing her name. Those, to me are unmistakable.