This post is about me. And the power of the spoken word. For years I used to wish at every chance, that I didn’t have to work so I could stay home and take care of the kids. Now what I meant was that I would come into some money or that my hubby would get a great raise. But that isn’t what I put out to the universe. I would wish, that I didn’t have to work.
I would never in a million years wish cancer upon myself. I just use this as a sort of cautionary tale. Because I got my wish I am permanently on disability, and able to stay home and take care of everyone. Which I enjoy. Now I do not know beyond any doubt that this was the universe granting my wish.
I tell my children to be careful what they wish for and how they word it. I do not want sympathy, for at this time all of my treatments are working well. Maybe throw me a healing thought every now and again I could always use that. Any way I just wanted to share my experience and advice. What we wish for the universe tries to find a way to make it happen.