I Hand it to You

Apparently, there is a crystal ball in our family as my grandmother had ‘a gift’. This was passed on to a cousin who I was led to believe told fortunes for a living at one stage.

crystal ballHow many of you have had your palm read?
How close to the truth was the reading?
Did any of the predictions come about?

I believe in second sight, a sixth sense, and ESP.
I also believe our hands can tell a lot about our life, work and hobbies or interests.
My right ring finger is twisted at an unnatural angle as it hammered the ‘add’ button on my calculator. My mother’s right index finger is misshapen from her use of a thimble, and my father’s left pinkie was flat as he hit it with a hammer.
handBut Palm Reading is an art.
And whilst I cannot begin to understand, there may be something in it.

I didn’t actually cross anyone’s palm, neither were my readings in some tacky gypsy tent with dicky lighting at a fair, but …………..well, see what you think.

cross your palmMy first reading was done by a lady with ‘a gift’ who was a friend of my (ex) husband’s friend.
Apart from the general every day things, I was told I would have one child, one happy union, but would die young.
When asked if my husband was the father of my baby, she wouldn’t say, and I couldn’t draw her on my age when I ‘died’. I  was told later that the ‘readee’ should never be told bad news, especially if it relates to their own health.

About five years later and after my divorce, I had my palm read by a man in a pub where I played darts, who again was a friend of a friend.
He told me that I would have three children but would not necessarily be married to the father (nice), I would have a serious illness in my thirties but would make a full recovery, and I was yet to find my soul mate.

Well, relationships definitely didn’t seem to be my forte as like my marriage, the one I was in failed, but that was after I suffered from depression, a very dark time for me, but one I turned around and believe became a better person for it. I was 32, so perhaps the Old Me ‘died’ and I am now the New All Improved version of someone I didn’t actually like all those years ago.

The children thing is a toughie. Three ‘pregnancies’ , only one of which was definite, so that’s a mixture of the two readings.  However, there are all the foster kids I cared for and they all count in my book, so that definitely wasn’t foreseen.

And as for finding my Soul Mate?
soul mates swansWell, he’s sat across from me.


About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! In November 2020, we lost our beloved Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney. We now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of Kizzy, my GSD when Hubby and I first met so had hers done too. On February 24th 2022 we were blessed to find Maya, a 13 week old GSD pup who has made her own place in our hearts. You can follow our training methods, photos and her growth in my blog posts. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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