a story of god in my life
February 12th, 2025
I was working as an IT Technician for an Orthopedics company in northern Indianapolis. Just a normal day. I just got back from Florida after spending the weekend with my Mom, and Sister and others. I got back late Sunday night after driving all day to get back home. The drive down was rather unique, and the drive back was dull. I went down on a Thursday, I understood my sister was in a low state of mind. I did not know how low, or because myself was also in a low state of mind. My Dad asked me to go out with him to get dinner this night. When after work, I pulled up to his condo. I heard from when I pulled up, in my car, through muffed noises of Downtown Indianapolis and my music playing, I heard some type of distressed loud voice. I parked, unlocked the door to my Dad’s townhome, with a hello kitty key my sister got me, I ran upstairs. This is when my Dad got the news and myself. On the other end of the phone was my Mom. Pain, pure shock, but pain. Something I thought I was familiar with. I was not. This is pain only when you loved someone so much. When I first felt that Love and Pain were tied, woven into something I do not fully understand. I held my Dad up and cried and questioned and talked to my Mom and Cried and My oldest Sister and Cried and talked to my relatives and Cried.
I do not know a clear timeline but about when we were kids but this is when were kids
This memory is from when I was a kid and My sister. Jacqueline was pointing out that I have a birthmark on my right butt cheek of what she saw as an airplane. I would just kinda agree with her and we both would laugh. My oldest Sister would also chime in and describe what she saw was also an airplane. Something I still have, I do not know why my sister became an Airline pilot. But, to me this birthmark is from God. A question I asked a lot of why I have such a birthmark. This is still a mystery to me although some would say you have to have it, to remember your sister. But ask yourself do I really want to have this on my body?
This memory is from childhood as well, my sister and I were texting when I left from Florida and I wanted to leave her with a message. I do not have my messages with her. But I shared it with my Dad and he said it was beautiful. It was Sunday morning when I left this message and I wanted to remind her about a childhood memory I had in my head and it was about when me and her would sit outside on the trampoline and look at the clouds and point up at the sky and say what the clouds were in our imagination. This was shared between us and she said “That was the reason I wanted to become an airline pilot” She also would tell us that she wanted to be an astronaut. Something I believe she Dreamed of. Never let your dreams die. I always thought that if she put her mind to something she did it.
Be clear, be confident and don’t overthink it. The beauty of your story is that it’s going to continue to evolve
