My Angel Story

Some years ago I was really struggling.  My husband, whom I adored, had been unfaithful.  I knew the woman involved and even confronted her.  But after just a few days I couldn’t handle my circumstances.  Even though I had three children at home, I became suicidal.

After work one day, I went to the babysitter’s house and asked her if she could keep the kids a little longer – there was something I had to do.  She agreed.

Understand that when a person is suicidal, nothing makes sense.  In my mind it was perfectly logical to dress up in my wedding gown and drive to the Akron Gorge where I intended to take some poison.

My husband, who was a police office, somehow became aware that I was planning something.  He tried to get into the house, but I had locked him out.  He had also contacted Mental Health.  I was taken to the hospital where I would spend six weeks in the psyche ward.

We were almost never left alone in the hospital.  But one day I became so distraught that I devised a plan to finally end my life.  I am a God-fearing woman.  My pastor visited me at least once a week.  He gave me scripture to read.  The medical staff tried to make me see the value of my children.  But nothing mattered to me.  I couldn’t see any future for myself.  I had convinced myself that my children would be better off without me.

So, crazy as it sounds now, I put my plan into action.  I was going to drown myself in the washing machine.  So I filled the washer and waited and waited until it was full.  I climbed up onto the dryer that was beside the washer.  I leaned forward to put my head into the washer.  Just at the last second someone put their hand on my forehead preventing my forward motion.  I knew one of the nurses had caught me.  But – – – I looked around.  No one was there.  To this day I believe an angel prevented me from trying to kill myself that day.  The hand on my forehead was firm and felt human, but no on was there!  I’m still amazed.


One thought on “My Angel Story

  1. Carlee says:

    Great intighs. Relieved I’m on the same side as you.

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