Prediction – Just Jot It January
#JusJoJan Daily Prompt – January 25th, 2018
Your prompt for January 25th, 2018, brought to you by my dear friend Dar, is “Prediction.” Use it any way you’d like in your post. And make sure you visit Dar at her blog, “Darswords” to read her post and say hi! Here’s her link: https://darsword.wordpress.com/
This is a post I wrote back in 2015. I don’t think many have seen it, so wanted to re-post it, as it fits the prompt word today, ‘prediction’.
FOREBODE…FOREBODING… Foretell…Portend…to have an inward conviction of a coming ill or misfortune. Also, an omen, prediction, or presentiment esp. of coming evil…portent…something that foreshadows a coming event…prophetic indication or significance…to bode…to give an anticipatory sign of…
Have you ever had a gut feeling, a sort of intuition, a knowing that something bad was going to happen…a foreboding feeling?
I get them…sometimes. It’s a really odd feeling that will not leave you alone, until the incident happens. You may not even know what it is about until later. It is a creepy, apprehensive feeling in your mind that you want resolved, so you can stop thinking about it.
It’s like a stalker, you can’t see it, but it’s there. It disrupts everything, and you know it’s not good. Then, after the strangeness suddenly leaves you, and you feel normal again, you look back and say…that’s why I was feeling so weird.
Three times in the past that I remember it being especially strong. I’d had that dreaded feeling all day…couldn’t shake it. Then, that evening, we got a telegram delivered to our door. (we didn’t have a phone at that time). It just said to call home. (we were in another state). We found a pay phone to call from. My mom told us that my sister’s fiance had been killed that day. A train had hit his car, and he and two of his brothers had not survived. So awful and sad. After hearing this news, the strange foreboding feeling left me.
Another time was when I’d had that feeling all day. That afternoon, we got a phone call that my dad was in the hospital. He’d been injured on the job (a broken arm)…same foreboding feeling.
The most recent time was a few years ago. It concerned some prescribed medicine I was supposed to take…an antibiotic. I didn’t want to take it. I dreaded taking it, and had that awful feeling of foreboding. I just could not make myself put the first pill in my mouth. I tried…several times…I held it up to my lips, glass of water in the other hand, and just could not do it. I knew this medicine would kill me! I called the Dr. and said there was no way I’d take it, and he prescribed another kind. I’m sure he thought I was a bit crazy, when I told him I’d die if I took the first one. The knowing…the feeling of foreboding was so strong… and I was not going to ignore my intuition about it. As soon as I got the other pills, the bad feelings went away, and I took the new ones with no trouble.
So, I really hate getting that foreboding feeling, but in a way, I guess it is helpful in some situations!
Can you remember a strange feeling about something so strong you couldn’t ignore it? It was that foreboding feeling…wasn’t it?