[Anypeny]

One morning I was at work and had this dread which I can't explain. It was just a horrible feeling something bad was going to happen.

My husband and I were going fly out of state in a couple days and our younger (22y/o) daughter was going to be home alone for a few days. So I was fearing that when we were away maybe something might happen to her. After a couple hours of worrying to the point of being sick I called my youngest at home and asked her if everything was alright and she said to me "Yes, I guess so". So I hung up and thought I would call my middle daughter at her job to see if she and her family (husband and 3 kids) were ok, but while I was dialing her number I was thinking my worry wasn't for her, she was fine and I told her of my feeling of something bad going to happen and she tried to ease my mind. I thought about calling my eldest daughter who lives out of state but felt she wasn't the one either. I was now beside myself with worry and couldn't concentrate on my job and thought I should go home but decided to stay. About 2:30 in the afternoon the phone rang at my desk and I was afraid to answer it (we don't get outside calls only from people we know). When I answered it it was my youngest and my heart stopped. She said, "Mom remember when you called this morning to ask if everything was alright? Welllll...it was this morning when you called. Just now I was trying to open the window in my bedroom and my hand went through the glass."

I was shaking I finally asked her how her hand was. She only had a few scratches from the glass nothing major I was so relieved. But after that phone call I was fine,no more dread. I kept thinking that maybe my phone call in the morning did something to help prevent a major accident.