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He came home!
Submitted by: Debbie Helmbrecht
Evansville, INI am 56 years young, divorced for the second time and have two grown sons who live with me off and on. I live with my twin brothers who have been blind since birth. Our mother passed away a year ago and I came to live with them four years ago when she went into a nursing home. I gave up my career to be here and be with them. Since I was divorced I had the freedom to do this. I have read The Secret several times in the last few years and am reading The Power now.
My life seemed to be in shambles when I became divorced nine years ago. My youngest son was still in school. My oldest was out doing God knows what. We had a very hard time communicating. It seemed hopeless.
I struggled assisting my mother when she was ill, remodeling her home while she and my twin brothers, who are blind, lived with me and my youngest son. We gave up our bedrooms to accommodate them. We slept on the sofa and the floor on a mattress. I gave up my job to help them.
The house was finished and my mother and brothers moved back to their home. I lost my house, and my mother was so ill I had to put her in a nursing home. I imagined a room built on to her house so I could have my own space and my son would take his grandmother’s room. I saw it all. Well, it all happened. I moved in and it was perfect. I began to work at various part time jobs while my son got through college. My brothers continued to work at the Blind Association workshop.
Then one day I read The Secret. I don’t know how I was introduced to it, but I read it over and over. I was actually living in the addition to the house I had dreamed of, and it was as I saw it, down to the color of paint on the walls!
I had put a photo of my estranged older son on my Yahoo page, and would always see it, wishing he was my ‘good son’ once again.
My mother did pass away a year ago, but my older son is back living with me, and has read The Secret. He is back and he believes and is trying very hard to live the wonderful life he was meant to live. If anyone would have told me he would be saying good morning in a cheerful voice every day I would have doubted them, yet he lives with me and says this to me every morning. I am so grateful he is healthy and sane and back in my life. We have a wonderful relationship.
My youngest graduated college and struggles, but he will make it, I just know it. I am so grateful to have a true relationship with my brothers, and had one till the end with my mother, who was a difficult person to reason with. But she left this world knowing I was there for her and would be there for her sons as well as mine. I am so grateful!