A little back story. I was born on October 31, 1983. I don’t know how much of this is true, but from what I was told a tornado hit the hospital the moment I was born.
It destroyed everything except the NICU and maternity ward. Fast forward a year and a half. I hadn’t started really talking yet, and my mom was getting ready for work. I was sitting on the floor playing with my GI Joe action figures. As she passes by me I said, “Mama, don’t go.” She stopped dead in her tracks. I haven’t even said my first word yet, and I just spoke a complete sentence.
She looked at me and asked, “What did you say?” Clearly stunned by the situation. I answered her again, “Mama, don’t go.” With that she called into work sick.
A half hour later, a breaking news report came on the TV. On the highway she would have been driving on, at the same time she would have been driving on it, there was a thirteen car pile up. My mom would have died. She told me I saved her life that day.