Why do these things happen to me? And this was another one that it happened right in front of me, so my kid wasn't pulling a fast one on me.
Last night, I was sitting in our main room editing like a good little writer getting ready to release a new book. That's when it happened.
Let me post this picture to explain...
So here's the story... The picture of me, my parents, and brother and sisters from my wedding (blacked out for privacy like the picture of my husband and his family from our wedding, marked "in-laws") went flying in front of me. Not straight ahead or even the other direction but across the room sideways in front of our bay window kind of towards me, as marked in red with the arrow. Not even the whole frame! That picture has been hanging there over a decade, but only the frame, picture, and glass went flying. The back was left swinging on the nail. The clasps in back had been slid aside, but that back went on snugly when I put it back together, so there was no reason it should have all gone flying like it did. Besides, there's an unmovable clip on the back on the actual frame on the side towards the in-laws' picture; that clip keeps the back in place with the front frame, so you wouldn't think it would fly in the direction it did but, rather, the other direction. Also, the cardboard between the back and the picture to keep the picture tight to the glass had slid down the wall and was under the curio cabinet right beneath the back.
As you can see, I have a hidden bottle of holy water up there below the in-laws picture and also a prayer candle of our Blessed Mother almost right below my family's picture.
Here's my view when I'm sitting and working on the loveseat in the diagonal corner of that room:
I put up something innocuous on my screen to take this picture so you can get an idea of my perspective.
The picture flying off the wall happened in front of my face, although my eyes were on the computer screen so I only caught the motion from the top of my peripheral vision.
These pictures were taken a few minutes before posting this, the day after it happened. As you can see, the glass on the picture was undamaged. It did not shatter when it landed. (I haven't moved the curio cabinet either, but I see that I need to shift it over since it's not centered. I hadn't noticed that before.)
This is as bad as the time I was sitting downstairs to watch TV and no sooner did I simply think I was too warm that the fan in front of the treadmill, about ten feet away, switched on. No one else was in that room with me then either. I had the house blessed since then and nothing else had happened until this picture flying off the wall sideways.
Either I'm going crazy, or something defended my mothers (both spiritual in the image on the candle and my real mother in the picture thrown off the wall) or just wanted my attention (and I can't discount that my kids might be doing something they shouldn't be when they're hiding out in their rooms), or that it was just the right combination of physics. However, consider that this happened at the exact time of the 55th anniversary of the death of my mother's oldest brother in Vietnam (which is 12 hours ahead, so calendar-wise, we would be recognizing it a day behind, except in this case, because it happened at the exact time and date Vietnam time of the anniversary of his death). My brother in that wedding picture was named after him and has a birthday the day before what was our uncle's birthday. So... a message to pray for him? 🤷♀️ Just in case, I said a rosary last night for him and our brother who passed away before I ever met my husband (the brother not in the picture, whose death anniversary is just a few days upcoming as of the date of this post). Whatever the cause of the picture flying off the back and across the room, it called my attention to pray for my deceased family members.
Whether physics were just right or it was something spiritual, prayers can only help.
I just wish these things would quit happening, although they make for some pretty good "ghost stories."
Edit: I actually said a rosary novena for the two men--my uncle and my brother--after this incident and offered up a mass for them.