I’m not much of a believer in these things but there have been two things that happened in my life that would lead you to believe (twight zone music here….dah dah dah dah….) they do happen.
I had a unity candle at my first wedding. We each had an individual candle we used to light a one BIG candle that symbolized our individual lives joining together in wedded bliss.
Nice idea–if it works that is. Ours didn’t. We ceremoniously lit the BIG candle and when we blew our individual candles out we accidently blew out the BIG one too representing our new life we just began together. The flame didn’t even burn to the end of the wick…that was impressive indeed. Fitting metaphor for two lives coming together don’t you think? Ended before it even begins maybe?
A lady who lived across the street from my folks was sitting next to my uncle at my wedding. This lady was a bit odd—she had long dark hair, pronounced arched eyebrows like you see on caricatures of women who portray the evil stepmother in stories like Cinderella, or snow white or the mom in the Adams Family’s Values movie. She was actually a nice person but did things that we definitely considered a bit weird (like reading tea leaves and the palm of your hand)—and she was forever telling us she was a fortune teller. So, when we accidently blew out the BIG candle I learned she shuddered and turned to my uncle and said, “Oh, this is a very bad sign for their marriage. This is not good at all.”
Hmmm….like I said this happened at my FIRST wedding. Nuff said.
So, sign number two. Again, it comes from my first wedding. A really good friend of my ex-husband gave us a handmade gift as a wedding present. It was a decorative plate that had the following poem painted on it. It read:
He my husband
I his wife,
United are we
Now in life.
August 12, 1973
Cute huh? Well, fast forward 8 years. Danny, my oldest son, is playing with a ball in the house (how many times did I tell him NOT TO PLAY WITH BALLS IN THE HOUSE) and he makes a dead on hit on the plate. It falls to the floor and shatters into about 20 pieces. I glued it back together again.
The glued together plate certainly became a fitting metaphor for a working marriage. Our marriage ended about 15 years later. There were good years and there were bad ones. The good definitely outweighed the bad. But the plate said it all…..we were working at it but all the stress, accidents, moves, ups and downs in our lives together had weakened the fiber of our marriage and it just couldn’t hold together anymore just like the glue on that plate just gave out many years later too.
Two omens predicting the same fate. Makes you wonder.
What do you think? Are there omens and signs?
Hi there! Thanks so much for stopping by Gerber Days! It was so fun being the FB at Lady Bloggers. 🙂
I read your “about me” section! WOW, I can’t believe you are in Egypt! What an amazing experience for you. I am really impressed with everything you have done!
So glad we found each others blogs! Have a beautiful day. xo
Nothing is an accident.
Popped in from Lady Bloggers to say hi!
SITS visiting today. Wow, you’re so lucky – I’ve always wanted to visit Egypt. I have a few friends from there, Cairo and Alexandria to be exact.
I really enjoyed reading your post. I personally don’t believe in omens, but if something’s not meant to be it just won’t happen. Peace. 🙂
I believe there are things that can be taken as signs, especially in hindsight. But, I’m not a huge believer in them.
Thanks for stopping by! I love whales so much, it kills me to see them hunted the way they do! Thank you for the well wishes on my wedding.. I was reading about your unity candle.. I would be so sad if it blew out, which is why we might do unity sand if anything since our wedding is outdoors..
Have a great friday!
Omens…maybe…signs…definitely. And I totally believe in karma. I really, really do.
wow this surprises me heather. interesting.
Very interesting. I got a slight cold chill. Especially when I read the part of you accidentially blew out the flame of the big candle.
I am African, and most of my family members are believing in certain signs and omens. One thing I know, whenever I dream about a snake, someone close to me would die. Creepy. And terrifying.
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