Friday, September 12, 2014

September 12...

Today is Paul Walker's 41st birthday. For those of you who didn't know, he passed in a terrible car accident on November 30, 2013. The word "obsessed" doesn't even begin to cover me. I have a tattoo in honor of him, and with having Asperger's, his death hit me hard. I felt like he was family. People just don't understand that, really. They kept telling me to get over it, that I didn't know him personally. In the mind of an Aspie, I did know him. He was family. I never missed a movie he had coming out. I would be there opening night. Every time. When he had passed, I cried, and cried, and cried. I stayed away from everyone for a few days. I really took it hard. I still am. It's still really hard to explain exactly how I feel without sounding insane.

Anyway, this blog is about having Asperger's and being pregnant. I've covered the Aspie part, now for pregnancy. How does Paul Walker connect to being pregnant? No, he's not the father, as much as I wish. See, I'm the type of person who believes in ghosts and that they can visit people. I've been 'visited' a few times by Paul. Well, twice so far. Some people can see spirits at any time, I can only see them in dreams. There is a difference when its a dream and a visit. It's more realistic if it's a visit. In dreams, you can't really feel things; in a visit you can. It's just like real life, but you're asleep.

The first time Paul visited me, had nothing to do with being pregnant. It was mainly just him telling me that I'll be okay, that I need to accept what happened. Which, I did. Granted I don't like it, but I know it happened. The second time, it was about the pregnancy. He told me I was going to have a girl and that I would be late going into labor. He told me I'm going to be a week late. I also promised him that I would somehow name my child after him. So, I've looked at important female names in his movies; like girl friends, kids, even pets. In case it's a boy, he'll obviously be named after one of Paul's characters. Now, I do sound insane...

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