I surf on commercial pier in Ft. Lauderdale FL. Surfing is my escape when I'm upset. My grandma had passed away two months prior. As a child I was abused... Something I'm ashamed of. My grandma protected me twice when she died.
I felt alone so I decided to go surfing on my own about 4 days before Katrina blew through. I had my long board and was about to cross the intersection to commercial when a hand grabbed my shoulder and pulled me back to the sidewalk seconds before a huge truck ran me over. I looked behind me and I saw my grandma sherlie and she said, "be careful Shana punim" which in yidish means pretty face.
I sat in shock as one moment I saw her the next she was gone. A woman ran over to me because my arm was bleeding and she asked if I was all right. I felt the emptiness dissipate... I wouldn't believe my eyes.
When I walked home I felt a presence with me. My mom asked me about my arm and I told her. She said I was lying and stuff. It hurt my feelings but I know that my grandma is with me. Also... I have dreams. I knew the night before my grandpa, grandma, grandpa sol, my uncle will and my dog Keish died. I don't know how but the next day I told my mom and later we'd get a call and unfortunately they had passed away.
It's weird and I hate the dreams because I know when they die. It's unfair!