In the Middle

From: Eileen Krohn  (sensitive@quickclic.net)
Story type: Ghost
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I started a bad relationship when I was 21, beaten and abused emotionally for 6 years and the only thing that hapened that was good was my son Anthony.In 1993 we moved to the farm. In 1992 I was diagnosed with IBS (irritable bowl syndrome). I had to change my whole way of eating and moving to the farm was definatly an Angel thing. There unless you walked to one (no variety stores or any kind of other stores for about 1/2 mile) I lost 50lbs by the following summer and in July I got my drivers license and my own life and lost another 50lbs by Christmas. But during that summer Kathy and I played scrabble at the picnic table, we did this for the summer of 1994. By September I couldn't walk. Started to go to the doctor and specialists. I was told that I had a herniated disc and degeneration of the discs in my lower back.How did this happen.

Well when I was 7 years old we lived on a farm in Bluevale my father Emery Mahe was fixing the furnace and he had the heat duct out it was a big grate. I was talking to a neighbour and fell in the whole I went from the first floor to the basement. When I landed I remember stiffining up so when I landed ,there was no give and that's when I cracked my discs it's the last five discs in my lumbar spine. Then the abusive relationship.

I have a hard time talking about what happened, but it is a form of healing so here goes. When I was 7 months pregnant with Anthony I made the mistake of falling to sleep on the couch my ex pulled me off and started hitting me I just curled into the fetal position.When he left the room I thought he was going to go to work and leave me alone but he just went and put his steel toe work boots came back and started kicking me in the lower back.So between my childhood accident and my ex's abuse.

So that is why four years later when I couldn't walk I new why. I had surgury the end of June and was laid up for 4 weeks and because I didn't do what they told me to lay down for 6 weeks (I had a 5 year old to care for)the surgury was not successful.

Then in June of the next year we had a problem with the septic tank the weeping tile was gone and we were drinking feceus (animal) the landlord didn't want to pay to fix it so we moved on August 1st.

Just 4 weeks after surgury I had no serious relationship happening. (And didn't for seven years after Anthony's father,gee I wonder why, I had a problem trusting) I had help packing to move from the farm but no help to unpack except of course Anthony.During this time I was finding my true calling. Being on the farm when all those psychic things happened opened up the flood gate to my gift that I had buried for years.

I started to write the experiences that had happened on the farm down.I had surgury again in June and guess what I moved 4 days before surgury.My friends came to help me unpack but I moved from a 6 room apartment to a 4 room apartment. There was just nowhere to put anything I tried to lay down on the couch but I had too many things to do and a now very active 6 year old. So again the surgury was not succesful.

During the year I lived at West Ave. I started to read people. First my family and friends then the public heard about me and I started getting clients.It was around that time I started to have a very strong belief in Angels I always believed in them,but now I was telling people about them. I was telling people who there Angels were and what they looked like. I found myself disbelieving what I was saying to people because I couldn't remember my readings (I was not writting them down at this point) not the whole thing but parts of it. I didn't trust in myself yet. Of course I know now that was why,but not then. I was telling people to believe in Angels and to give everything to them, all there problems no matter how stupid that it sounded just do it.Then I started to think if I'm telling these people to do this I better start to do it. (Practice what I preach, so to speak).

Also at this time I was remembering what my mother always told me about my birth.I would not turn to be born, I was caught in her hip (another factor in my health I'm sure) she said a prayer not sure which one but will get that info from Mom. She dedicated me to Our Lady (mother of Jesus) if I would just turn and be born.At the very last second I turned and was born breech. (ass first).

At the moment I made this realization, I knew I was supposed to read with Our Lady, so I went out and got a candle with a picture of Our Lady on it had it blessed and started to light it when I did readings.They started to get more accurate, so I new I was doing the right thing.

I read a normal deck of 52 playing cards I have no idea how I do this I have no book on how to do it, I just do it. Gradually and over time I understood what some of the cards would mean.Ace of heart is the love and family card.Ace of diamonds is the friendship card.Eight is an addiction card.Sevens are angels and it really depends how they are situated on the table how I read them.

I want to tell you how I found out that sevens are angels.

We had just had that big ice storm the one that caused so much damage.I had to go get Anthony from school and I was scared to walk on the ice. I said a little prayer and off I went.I got around the corner and I slipped,but before I actually fell something (Angel) caught me and it put me upright. When I looked at the sidewalk there was a seven of hearts.At that moment I knew that sevens were Angels.

During this time I started to write my life story down on paper, but I developed arthritus in my joints of the hands and so I said to the Angels that if they wanted me to write they have to take the pain awayWith-in three days ( it's always 3 days)a friend of mind won a computer and asked me if I would like his old for 300 dollars. So then I knew I was really was supposed to read people and to write what I learn down.

To believe in Angels was quit the challange, they have shown me through-out the years that they do exist.

I will now write what has happened to me and what the Angels and Our Lady have done in my life. Hopefully I remember it all . I should have been writting them down all along. Angels told me to do it but I ignored them now I need their help to remember them.

There have been so many experiences, with what I believe to be complete and utter surrender, to your higher power and let our spiritual self guide our lives.It has worked for me and it will work for you.

During that winter which was really cold, the big ice storms that did all the damage. I had baseboard heaters and I found out how expensive electric heat was. By Christmas I had and outragiously high hydro bill, so I had no money for Christmas of course.I remember I ran out of ketchup that morning and asked the Angels in my head for ketchup I felt so stupid but I just believed and let it go. On my son's last day of school a knock came to the door a little after 5, there was a man, standing there in a santa hat.He had a big box in his hand wrapped up and said this is for you.I took the box he never said, anything else except Merry Christmas and he got into his car and was gone. Of course Anthony is jumping up and down so excited ,I let him open it. Inside there was enough food for a month for me and Anthony. Also in the box? you guessed it ketchup. I thanked the Angels and God for that one.I think that was the first time I really believed that they had done, by some divine intervention I got the ketchup I had asked for. Not actually needing it

( I mean it is only ketchup) but I did ask for it.That's when I knew that if you are to have something nothing will stop it from coming. if it is meant to be it will be.And that is the attitude I took from then on.

When I decided to move from Carrick street to West Avenue I thought I would be taken care of .You see my brothers girlfriend owned the house that's why I moved in I was having surgury 2 days after moving. I was told not to worry about anything it would all be taken care of. But in the end she just wanted to rent it they never had any intentions of helping me it was just for the money.

When the heat bill came in from hydro in January it was $500.00. I started to pray I needed money or they were going to cut off hydro at the end of January.With-in that month I made $200.00 on my readings and reading parties so I thought that was not enough but I decided to call hydro and tell them the situation. Thank heavens for me I got someone who had a heart they accepted my $200.00 payment. I just had to come up with at least $50.00 more every week till it was paid. I agreed having no idea how I would do this but again trusting compleatly in Angels. And for 6 weeks I had 3 readings a week and I made the $50.00 enough to pay hydro and make sure I had bread,milk....etc...for the week.

Then the toilet started to back up it was really bad, called my brother to tell him at first he said he would be right over to look at it.Three days later no Francis called again left message after message about the smell that I couldn't use the toilet I was taking Anthony and going to the neighbours to go to the bathroom. Finally I had to call the Public Health Department they came down and made a report ( I have a copy of that report just to verify this) The health board sent them a notice to fix the problems it was not fit to live in. After a month when nothing happened again I called the department and put in another complant. They came back by this time, Anthony and I were pissing and shitting in a bucket I got tired of bugging the neighbour.It was the end of August I couldn't let Anthony stay in this place we were starting to get sick.I again gave it to the Angels not knowing what to do that night I called Anthony's Godmother Brenda and told her of my delema, she suggested that I try to find a place up by her. So again not even having a place yet I sent Anthony to live with his godparents for a month so he could start school.There was no way he could stay on West Ave it was unhealthy. So that's what I did. During all these other problems my brother decides he wants me to move out the end of August he told me this 3 days before.She sent me a nasty letter demanding that I vacate the premisis and that I owed them money (I do still have the letter) because I didn't pay my first and last months rent so I had to walk to the income tax office and get a copy of the cancelled check that said first and last months paid. Once I did this they couldn't say anything, now during this time they were getting ready for there wedding. I was not invited to the wedding and never spoke to my brother for about 2 years.

Brenda started looking for a place for me a week after school started,by the end of September I had a townhouse down the street from Brends'a.I trusted in my Angels and they again didn't let me down.

I was still not well I had homecare coming in about 3X a week. And soon I would not have any help again they only came for a certain amount of time then that was it.So again I gave it to Angels.During this time my brother Emery the one who fell had gotten himself into an appartment with his son in my sister Rose's building. Rose became executive of handling his money because he was still not all there. He got in with some bad people (crack,cocain) these people were living at his App. and started threatening my sister and nephew.My nephew left my brother was so stoned these people pretty much cleaned him out. And my nephew was on the streets.We finally got my brother into my parents building but my nephew didn't want to move with my brother so he came to stay with me.My health problem solved I now had someone to help me I still couldn't walk well. Before homecare stopped I had changed doctors when I lived on West Avenue. Once I got him for a doctor everything worked out fine, I got a scooter.The people at homecare said it would take 3 months. I had the scooter with-in one week.Divine Intervention? It got stolen 2 years later.

During this time I had some readings, not a lot but some. And the people that I read were so needy everytime I had one I told people to believe in Angels. That they can change there lives. So because I was telling people

Other than the people I read.Nothing really happened that was compleatly out of the ordinary. But everytime I needed money someone would call for a reading. Every single time with-out fail.

At this point I had been single for 7 years. I was really starting to think I would be alone forever.I decided one night to write down what I was looking for (and yes I still have that paper too.) I was very specific.

Some one who would be able to handle what I do for starters,that would understand my health problems, someone to care about my son as well as me and please let him look like Alan Jackson the only country and western star, who I liked. I just through that in at the end.I started saying it everynight kind of like a prayer.

Angels on high please send me the man who is supposed to be with me and send him soon. Amen. With-in 3 weeks (again 3 ) to the day I started to say this prayer.....My father had a floor model t.v. he could not move it to my house so I had to find someone with a truck or van, so I gave it to the angels. Later that night I thought of calling my friend Cathy. I told her of my problem and if she new anyone with a truck or van that could help me out.And she said," well Art is here and he has a van" she asked him if he could help me out, he said ya sure "no problem". We made arrangements to do it on the following Monday.He had to clean out his van, so he could help me.ON the Monday him and Dutch (Kathy's boyfriend came up. I took them over to my parents and got the t.v. When we were done I told him I had no money till the 20 of August he could either have 5 dollars for gas or he and Dutch and Cathy could come for a BBQ on the weekend being a bachalor he chose the food. So on that Saturday they came for a BBQ.Now here's the kicker he looks like Alan Jackson,we have been together ever since.He takes care of me now. For how slow I am he makes up for it 100X. His picture should be in the dictionary under hyper...lol...He knew that I was a sensitive reader Kathy and Dutch had told him that I read people. That weekend I got my nephew (who had come back from his trip early) to babysit Anthony. And we went out to the Gally a bar in Hamilton. Had a great time we were very comfortable with each other and got even more comfortable later.

With-in 2 weeks him and I were exclusive only to each other.Then things started gettting interesting. About 4-5 weeks after we started to see each other,I was up taking a bath.By this time I was talking to my Angels on a daily basis. My bathroom is done in Angels and this is where I meditate before each reading. At first I would talk to them in my head so people would not think I was crazy (during this time I was questioning my own sanity).

I also remembered thinking at this time, how I would just know things as a child and as a young adult (20).

Like when I was working in the pet shop someone would ask me a question and not knowing the answer to the question I would tell them the right thing. Later I would look up the question in a book and 90% of the time I was right. How could I know things? I had no idea I just did. I did not think it had anything to do with me talking to Angels at the time. I know now of course that is what I was doing they have always been there.

Art came over one day, while I was meditating in the bathroom. By this time I was talking out loud to the Angels. After telling people for so long to talk to there Angels I figured I should practice what I preech and besides I was in my own bathroom where no one was supposed to hear me. But that day he did hear me. He knocked ever so gentle on the door and said who are you talking to. "No one",I said. He said but you are talking outloud don't you know your not supposed to do that. He had been around me long enough by this time to know I was different. He just didn't know how different untill that day. I hurried up and got out thinking he was going to the store and never coming back.( That has happened to me before. The guy dates me for a couple of weeks until something unusual happens then they say. I need to go to the store and I never see them again.) but he was still here when I got downstairs. So I explained that I meditate before a reading to see if there is anything I can feel about the person I was going to read. If I need to give them any specific messages, that's when I would recieve them. He asked exactly who are you talking too. I said, "Angels," I thought for sure this guy was going to run screaming from my house. But all he said was Oh!Ok. Like everyone does this on a regular basis.that was how it was leftm, we never said anything about it again he just accepted the fact that I had this gift.

A few weeks later I woke up to find my dog Sir Lancelott very sick he would not eat a cookie (dog treat) that means he is very sick.I had no money to take him to the vet. I called my parents my Mom said no that they couldn't afford to give me any money. I got off the phone just then Art came in I told him what was happening. I was sitting on the bed almost crying.This is the first time I ever asked the Angels for help out loud in front of him.

I said, Oh my Angels please help me to solve this problem, I need money.A few minuts later my Father called me. My Mom had told him what was wrong, he called to say he would put it on his visa and I could pay him when I had the money. And he would be right over.Angels answered my prayer. I said see it does work, he said coincidence. Ok!I said, the angels will show you it is not coincidence, but it takes time to do this.I just hoped he would stay long enough to find this out for himself. At the time Art was working for his uncle, he was not very happy doing this he felt his uncle was taking advantage of him. I agreed, he quit his job with his uncle the same week of Chirstmas. He had no money to buy me anything for Christmas or his kids so when I got my money I loaned him $200.00 for his kids for Christmas. I got him a saws all for Christmas, I felt as though he had not had anyone be nice to him with-out wanting something in return. Which was weird for me because for 7 years I never had anyone get me anything for under my tree. I used to buy myself present and wrap them up for under the tree and pretend that santa brought them for me.I had to keep up the sharade I wanted him to believe in Santa Clause for as long as I could. Once I went to my parents house I did, from my family of course,it never really bothered me because, Anthony's father didn't give me anything for about 3 Christmas before, he left so I was used to it.But for Art it didn't seem to bother me at all that there would be no presents under the tree,he also drank a lot like my first husband, who also abused me while drinking. But for Art it just seemed, to not be there. There was no fear of being beaten.I had gone out with other men over the 7 years and I still had this fear that I would be beaten or abused emotionally by them if they were drinking and once I got this fear the relationship would be over.But again for Art it was just not there. When he told me he likes to spend Friday's at the Gally out with the boys. I said no problem. This shocked him because every other women had had a hissy fit about it and I was shocked too.I used to get physically ill when my ex's would want to go to the bar. I would have gotten very upset with anyone else and probably broken up with them. I actually broke up with a guy because he wanted me to buy lunchen meat to make him a sandwich.so this was completly out in left field for me. I wondered if the Angels had taken my fears away. I finally decided they must have done just that how else could a fear like that just disappeared, it was emotionally impossible.

When Art quit his job with his uncle we just spent time together getting to know one another. I do remember telling him that when he did look for work he would have another job with-in 3 days, he said ya and can I have $25.00 an hour (he was joking) I said I would put the word in to the Angels. On January the 17 he started to put resumes in different places. On the 19 he had and interview with a place called Handyman Connections he started work the next day. He was getting $25.00 hr he already had tools and a vehical he just needed the customers and at handyman that was how they ran there business they would set up customers and he would go and price the job for the company. If the customer approved Art got the job. He did this job for about 8 months. During these 8 months he had been stopped twice out back and given a business one for siding the other for roofing and windows. So when he quit this job he called the siding company and had a job with-in 3 days.The problem with both of the previous job, there was no room for advancement. I supported him in this decision and I told him he would be fine, he would get another job with-in a 3. And again he didn't believe me again.The day he came home he looked for the roofing and windows instulation job. He called and had the job with-in a 3.So for almost 2 years he had steady work with-in 3 days of quitting every job. At this point I had proven enough to him that there were angels and that they did help me and him with everyday life problems. He worked at this job until the boss decided to keep all the income tax money he was talking of his pay. Art quit.

I told him he needed to rest for a while so he took a month off. I promised him as soon as he really started to look again it would only take 3 days. He didn't believe me but I believed in the power of divine intervention and apparantly that's all it took was just for me to believe in what I was saying. In about a month he started to get restless he had fixed everything in the house and was starting to run out of things to do.He said, ok I'm looking for work now make it happen. That night I sent him to the corner store for something, when he came home he had a job. The guy at the store had just bought a 450,000 square foot home and needed renovations done. Art had become friendly with the owner through the many months of going in and out of the store.He has been working since January of this year in his own business.

When did Art fully believe in actual Angels. That happened in the spring.My health was getting worse couldn't stand anymore for longer than 5-6 minutes we were in Micheals the craft store I was upset because Art had to go up and down the iles while I sat at the front of the store. Then he would come and get me to go down the iles I needed to go down, no stopping to look at anything just had to go in and out. When we left this particular day I was upset I wanted to look at stuff.When we left the store I said out loud to the Angels that I would really like it if they could get me another scooter. Art looked at me and said if you get a scooter I will believe in Angels I said, OK! Angels did you hear that he says this is the last time and he will believe. There's no way we are going to get the money to buy a scooter, I said it didn't cost me anything the first time so why should it cost me now.It even sounded a little to far fetched to me too, but I believed in them. About 3 weeks later Art had some bad news his Aunt had died he was very upset of course.We went to the funeral. Art called his cousin to see if she was alright or needed anything .She said she was fine all she needed to do was clean out her mothers appartment, oh and that she needed to find someone to take the scooter no money for it just to take it. Art now believes in Angel compleatly no doubts what-so-ever.

There is still a lot of small incidents where I would need money and something would always happen and I would get the money I needed, sometimes from readings and sometime from someone I would least expect.

I have read a great deal of people in Hamilton and in the area around it and still am. I believe I was put here for a purpose and that I can accomplish what that purpose is: To tell people to believe compleatly and totally in the power of Angels.Even if I don't get published I feel comfortable in the knowing I have helped other people believe in themselves and in their Angels. Because:

Angels transcend every religion, every philosophy, every creed. In fact angels have no religion and they are neither male or female they just are....there existence preceeds every religious system that has every existed on earth from the beginning of time till the end of time.