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At the age of eleven, together with my six-year-old brother, I was cycling away from a road. It was August 31st 1973. (Dates seem to have significance for me, numerology perhaps.) I saw a few friends across the road and wanted to join them. I said to my brother as I leaped from my bike, "Don't ever do this." Then I ran out between parked cars. I cannot remember if I was aware of a car approaching from my right, but suddenly it was there traveling about the local speed limit (between 30 to 40 mph). It was about two feet away and I could not run back or forward to escape, so I jumped up as if to allow the car to go under me. According to my brother, the car clipped me and I spun violently upward about 20 feet then came down headfirst. My right arm was in front of my skull, causing an open fracture to the humerus. I was in the road, in and out of consciousness, and in enormous pain.
I was in the final stage of labor after several days, sometimes knowing but most of the time not knowing what was happening. My husband did not come anywhere near the delivery room then.
On February 18, 2006 I was involved in a near-fatal car accident. I was thrown from the car, and sustained more than head, spinal, rib, lung, and arm injuries. I hit the temporal lobe of my head on a large boulder in a field and have a large scar on the side of my face from something unknown, possibly the glass when being tossed out. I was in and out of comas for a period of about three weeks. Most of my time awake I do not remember anything, but it comes to me in little bits and pieces with gaps in between. Right before the car had went off the ravine, the last thing I did as I was dropping my cell phone with tears in my eyes was pray that God let everyone know I love them and I'll be taken with him. My friend on the other line recalls hearing this and then a sudden rumbling and blankness.
I understand from my mother that I was a very cuddly baby. I always loved nature and always felt for the underdog. The trouble seemed to begin around my fourth year of school. I was labeled as slow and thus held back to repeat the year. This I believe was the starting point on the path to many years of turmoil. It would take too long to write about all the events through these years. Besides a lot of people would say I am trying to blame others for my problems. But since my NDE I understand these events were for me to learn lessons. Okay, so I was held back, forced to have a brain scan (the doctor's prognosis, normal) and by my early teen years was even taken to a shrink. One visit was all. He told my parents he could do nothing as I could outsmart him. I was really on the wrong path by now. I believe my being rebellious built a wall to contain the gentle spirit that I know resides in all of us. I had seen much cruelty, but what I have always rebelled against most was the fear/punishment attitude of society.
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