I’m not sure everything I am about to tell you is a premonition but it is the best word I can come up with to describe what I have experienced. If you know a better term, please feel free to share it with me.

The earliest significant premonition I can remember is connected to my father. Most of you already know he was not a part of my every day life. I actually only seen him when he felt like coming around.

However, I always knew when I would be hearing from him because I’d feel it, starting a couple of days, before he popped in for a visit or called me. This connection followed me into adulthood.

The next experience was a bit different and it came to me immediately. My son was a baby and had just learned how to walk. We were at a camp ground and his father told me he was taking him to a friend of his parent’s camp site, to show our son off.

I sat down at a picnic table with a friend of mine and did not even notice what direction they wondered off into. Mid conversation it hit me very strongly that something was wrong with my son.

My friend said I turned pale as I stood up and told her I had to go find him. I instinctively went into the direction I felt I needed to go. I kept walking in that direction and found them.

My son had little scratches and marks on him. As I took him from his father’s arms to examine him, I asked what happened. There was a river next to where we were standing; the kid’s dad said he put him down so he could walk. Another kid bumped into our son and it sent him rolling down a hill and towards the water.

My kid’s dad said he barely caught our son before he went into the water. That river had a current to it. I shiver to think of what would have happened had our son fallen into it.

One night I was awake until 6:00 AM because I felt in my core that something was wrong with someone close to me. I was not picking up on who and to be honest it was probably a good thing because there was nothing I could have done. (I did not live near by, at the time.)

Right at 6:00 AM the feeling went away and I was able to get some sleep. Not much, mind you, because I had two small kids at the time. They never slept past 8:00 AM in the morning.

My phone rang at 11:00 AM. It was a friend of my family calling to let me know what happened to my mother. She had been held captive, beaten and brutally raped the night before. She managed to escape, get to a phone booth and our family friend picked her up at 6:00 AM.

(I am happy to report that the bastard who did it, spent time in jail over it.)

The last significant thing I will share is something that grabbed my attention from the news one night. I was doing dishes but could hear my husband watching TV in the other room.

They were reporting about a woman who had been hit by a car and had been taken to the hospital. As I heard this, I felt a connection. I stopped doing dishes and went in to watch.

They were not releasing a name because the family had not been notified yet. I could not shake the feeling that I knew this woman.

Within a half an hour my grandma called me to let me know it was my cousin. She had been thrown out of a moving vehicle and was believed to be unconscious when a car hit her.

A man pulled over to try and direct traffic away from her until emergency personal arrive but another car swerved to miss him and hit her. So she was hit by two cars before any officials arrived at the scene.

She died at the scene but they were able to bring her back to life. They put her on life support at the hospital. She sadly did not make it. However, she was surrounded by us when she passed and not laying in that cold dark street. I am grateful for that.

My cousin had three young sons when she passed. I do not know what they were told so I have not shared a photo of her.

I know that was more detail than the topic called for but I did not want to leave you hanging about her fate.

Those are my most significant examples of it happening to me. Have any of you experienced anything like this?