“It must be an angel …”
I had been experiencing weird symptoms and suspected something was going on. In December, 2015 I went to the Ob/Gyn and discovered that I was 10 weeks and 5 days pregnant (according to the ultrasound). I seen the little baby on the screen and the tiny heartbeat flickering. I was elated.
My excitement was soon replaced with fear in the upcoming weeks when I started experiencing symptoms.
In January, 2016 I suffered a miscarriage. I was devastated because I was 13 weeks along, past the “safe zone” of 12 weeks/3 months pregnant. I didn’t feel like eating or doing anything other than crying and sleeping. I couldn’t even function enough to go to work and took a week off. I felt so depressed and alone.
The scent of vanilla.
One night I was feeling very low when all of a sudden the overwhelming scent of vanilla filled my room. I felt this warm, comforting presence there. I don’t know why, but suddenly I didn’t feel like crying anymore. I thought that I was going nuts. This vanilla scent and presence has since returned again, on the day when that baby was supposed to be born and I was feeling low, thinking about the loss. It is here again now, while I am battling a wicked case of influenza. Something about it is calming and makes me feel like someone is here and cares.
“All I can figure is that it must be an angel or some other type of spiritual being.”
— Melissa, Michigan