I started to have this bizarre sensation.
I felt like my insides were BUZZING. I felt kind of dizzy, slightly lightheaded...just off.
I started to have concerns like is it in my head? Do I have tumors in my brain?
On the surface, I was calm and collected but I think under it all, all the unknowns and upcoming tests and appointments were weighing on me. Looking back on it now, I think it was anxiety I was feeling.
That night was the NFC championship game.
As the game was nearing the end, and I had already cried during touchdowns, Steve looked at me and said,
"Look at the score (23-48). If the Eagles score another touchdown, it will be 23-55."
23 is the date of our anniversary. 2+3=5 which is my favorite number.
55 is the number on my personalized jersey he bought me that I wear every game.
Guess what? The Eagles won 55-23...and we sobbed like babies.
It was a sign. Just for us.
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