I used to live without looking closely at anything or listening. Swam with the flow. And, probably, everything would have continued the same way, if not for one serious event that turned my life and the life of my husband. This event was preceded by signs that fate sent me. But I didn’t pay attention to them, which now I regret.
Then a friend came from vacation - Olya. She was visiting our close relatives in Germany, and through her they sent us a package. A friend called us, invited us to come to her and pick up the present. Now I remember that before this trip, fate sent me several alarming signs at once.
My room was renovated. We made a stretch ceiling. It was clean, white, beautiful, without a single spot or wrinkle. In the morning, when I wake up, I love to look at this ceiling, admire it and plan things for the day.
Two days before the trip to Olya, I woke up, stared at the ceiling and … saw a black cross on it, as if someone had drawn it right above my head. Now I know that this was the first sign. Someone from above wanted to warn me against the trip: "You don't have to go, misfortune may happen."
But at that moment, seeing the cross, I rushed to the next room where my husband was sleeping, woke him up and took him to look at the damaged ceiling. My husband, with a displeased look, said not to disturb him over trifles. Like, this is not a cross at all, but just shadows formed into such a figure.
I calmed down a bit, but during the day I went to look at the cross several times. During the day it was still bright, by evening it brightened, and then completely disappeared. As soon as he disappeared, I calmed down.
The second sign that there was no need to go was given right before the trip. Our car had two wheels lowered at once. Sometimes it was necessary to pump them up before, but so that two at once at once …
I would have thought, but my husband reassured me. The car stood in front of the house for a long time, and not in the garage, probably the neighbor's hooligan boys punctured the tires out of harm. They began to get ready for the trip, my husband put on jeans - the zipper broke. The heel of my favorite shoes fell off. Just like that, for no reason, he didn't even stagger!
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But there are a lot of clothes and shoes in the wardrobe - my husband changed, I changed. Then my husband's tooth ached. But you can ignore the tooth if you take a pain reliever. So we went.
We got there well, we had a wonderful visit. Olya handed over the parcel and shared her impressions of Germany. We drank tea and drove home.
And on the way back we got into a terrible accident. Both my husband and I suffered greatly. When the traffic cops saw our mangled car, they said that we were born in a shirt. It’s a miracle that we survived.
But the accident affected our health. I had to quit my previous job, I could no longer work the night shift. And my husband was sent ahead of schedule from a well-paid position, first on vacation, and then on retirement. He had to get a job as a watchman in a kindergarten.
So don't believe in the signs of fate after that!
Tatyana Petrovna NOZHKOVA, Yekaterinburg. Magazine "Non-fictional stories" №25