I was born in 1949 and brought up to have faith in a strict catholic family. I married at 19.

My husband became abusive, and he was always sorry at first. But the abuse got worse over the years. He did not drink or take drugs, and he worked every day. It was his upbringing and he was bipolar which I did not understand at the time. I worked every day also. The physical abuse sent me to the hospital emergency room many times in the middle of the night. I prayed daily for a good marriage. I did not want a divorce. There was no one I could talk to and the police would do nothing back in the 1980s.

After praying to God for 8 or 9 years I gave up. I told myself that God was not going to answer my prayers. What I realize now, it was about letting go. I was praying for a happy marriage with him which was impossible. I should have prayed about living without abuse, and where do I get help?
I was so broken, depressed, and withdrawn. I believed the only solution was if my husband or I would die. No way would I commit murder of course but maybe a freak accident would happen.

As soon as I let go of the thought of having a happy marriage with him, a miracle came into my life in less than a week. A man left the job where I worked and another man replaced him. This man I will call that man John.

We were night janitors. John would walk across to the floor I worked on each night as he did his work. He would stop for a few minutes to say hello and to cheer me up. I completely ignored him. I was severely depressed and talked to no one. John continued to stop and say hello and tell me short stories to get my attention. He would tell funny stories, he was a great storyteller but I continued to ignore him. Every day, 5 days a week, he stopped and always had a funny story to tell. I never laughed, I would walk away .

After almost a year John stopped again to tell me another story. This time I started laughing and I couldn’t stop! It had been ages since I laughed and it felt good. From that day on we slowly became friends and I started to trust one person in my life. John would tell me I was intelligent and that I was very capable of doing so much more in my life. I started to gain confidence and self-love.

I started reading a ton of books to learn about all that the Universe had to offer. The Secret was one book of those books. The bookstore was across the street from my job. Maturing and growing through life’s experience does not happen overnight. It takes years and I am still growing and learning at the age of 74. Life is beautiful and the Universe will always provide for you if you are sincere.

John left the building I worked in after 3 years. I truly believe that he was sent to me to save me and his task was complete. This is a story about letting go and trusting in the Universe.
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