Comforting Spirit

When our daughter was four, we decided to expand our family. It wasn’t long before our second child was on the way. Two months into the pregnancy I woke up one morning feeling not quite right. I couldn’t explain exactly what was wrong and just attributed it hormones. My husband worked the afternoon shift at the time. I assured him I would be fine and would just take it easy for the rest of the day. As the day went on, I felt worse. I let my daughter bring her toys into the living room so I could keep an eye on her while I sat with my feet up resting. I was grateful that she didn’t give me a hard time when I put her to bed early that evening. I was starting to spot blood and was having discomfort in my abdomen. I called my mother who lived around the block and told her what was happening. We both knew what was happening and she rushed right over. It was getting close to time for my husband to come home so I decided to wait for him to take me to the hospital. I went to my room to lay down while I waited. I was in pain physically and mentally. I started to sob. I felt someone lay in the bed next to me. I thought it was my mother, but when I turned to look, there was no one there. I figured it was my imagination and turned back over. I then felt a hand stroking my hair. It wasn’t aggressive, it was actually very comforting. I don’t know if it was a guardian angel or a ghost. The presence stayed with me stroking my hair like a mother would a child until my husband came home. I did miscarry the baby that night. We were blessed a healthy baby boy eleven months later. I never felt that presence again.