When I was 4 years old I had the same nightmare for three nights. I was drowning and no one was there to save me. Each night I woke up crying and yelling for my mother. She would come in and comfort me and ask me what was wrong. After three nights of the same dream she decided it might be a warning. We had a pond on our property but not all of us knew how to swim. So, she went and bought life jackets for those of us that didn’t know how to swim and her mind was put at ease.
A couple of months later we went to Florida to visit our cousins. They had a swimming pool and their house was always our favorite place to visit. My mother was 7 months pregnant and would have the older siblings keep an eye on us little ones while we were all in the pool. My mother was tired and decided to take a nap on the couch. My brother and I were swimming together in the shallow end when he decided he wanted to get into the deep end. He got out to put his life jacket on but the zipper wasn’t working. He begged me to let him use mine since I was just playing on the stairs. I let him use my jacket and then just sat on the edge at the middle of the pool. I can remember putting my feet in and looking at the bottom of the pool. I thought to myself that, “it doesn’t look very deep, I think my feet can touch okay without me going under.” All of my other siblings were either sunbathing or playing in the water on the other end of the pool, not watching me. I decided I wanted to get all the way in so I lowered myself down in the water and quickly realized that I could not touch the bottom and the pool. I was struggling. I had no swimming ability and soon I was thrashing around trying to figure out how to keep my head above the water and trying to yell to get someone’s attention. I started to panic and swallow water. Then, I remember a voice telling me, “Susan, stop fighting and keep your mouth closed, someone will come.”
Meanwhile my mother was startled awake by the words, “Sandi, go check on Susan in the pool.” She was in a room that didn’t have a window looking over to the pool, so she hurried into the kitchen to see what was going on. My uncle was in the kitchen also and they both looked out the window and saw my arms thrashing in the water. My uncle ran as fast as he could to the pool but by the time he got down there, I was not moving. He pulled me out of the water and helped me to cough up some of the water I had swallowed. I was unconscious at the time but I remember waking up in his arms and being a little disoriented because at first I thought it was Jesus holding me. In fact, I can remember the moment before he pulled me out. I was looking up at the sky from under the water and saw a bright light and then seconds later I was pulled from the water unconscious. When I became aware of where I was I just remember clinging onto my uncle and crying while he carried me over to my mother.
I slept for almost the rest of the day and I had one more dream. I dreamed that I was in the pool again and it was all dark and I was all alone and scared. I felt like someone was trying to keep me under the water. Then it got bright and I felt happy and I could hear a voice telling me, “Susan its okay, you are safe now and I love you.” When I woke up the next morning, I went to my mother and told her that I had another dream. She asked me if it was scary and I told her it was at first and then it was a happy dream because Jesus saved me and told me he loved me.
I know that I would not be here today if it wasn’t for the Holy Ghost prompting my mother; and for the strength my Savior gave by letting me know He was there to help. I am so grateful for my mother who helped save my life by listening to the warnings and promptings of the Spirit. I will never forget what the Savior did for me as a 4 year old girl. That experience cemented my testimony of my Savior, Heavenly Father, and The Holy Ghost. I can never deny them because I know they were all there for me. They watched over, guided, and comforted me that day and many more times in my life.