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My Mothers only brother died in Dana crash, and when he did, something broke in me.

I was not aware of the trauma until the next time I boarded, and experienced turbulence. This PTSD lasted till my eyes of understanding were opened.

I was reading my Bible on board one day when we started experiencing turbulence. The turbulence was so bad that my soul left my body. But the dude that sat beside me on the plane kept looking at me and smiling.

My intrusive thoughts kept wondering if he was normal because who smiles at a woman during turbulence? are we playing titanic here? The dude kept smiling and glancing at me, after some moments of unease I asked him, what was going on? he smiled again, then said, “I see you are a Christian”. Remember I was reading my Bible? I said, yes.

He then said he is assured we can’t perish in this turbulence because I am on board. To him, the mere fact that I am there and seated beside him is enough.

I was gobsmacked! like, what the heck? Here I am experiencing an out of body moment yet you are assured that you will be saved because of me.

Even me the child of God forgot who I was.

Trauma makes you forget who you are, and when you forget who you are, you will malfunction.

P:S - This conversation is within a context. Anything can happen to anyone if it's your time to relocate to Heaven.

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