01/29/2025
I MET A FORTUNE-TELLER AFTER MY WIFE'S FUNERAL — SHE TOOK ONLY $20, BUT IT WAS THE BEST $20 I EVER SPENT.
My wife of five years, Elizabeth, died in a car crash. She left me and our two young daughters, aged 4 and 5. Losing her was incredibly painful, and knowing our girls would grow up without their mom was even harder.
After the funeral, as I walked back to the car, an old woman appeared from the shadows near the cemetery gates. She held out her thin, wrinkled hand, her eyes sharp and eerie.
"I KNOW YOUR FUTURE," she said, her voice piercing my sadness. "PLACE SILVER IN MY PALM, AND I WILL SHOW YOU THE JOY AND SORROW ahead."
I almost laughed. But what did I have to lose? Feeling numb and tired, I gave her $20. She held the bill tightly, her cold fingers touching mine as she looked deep into my eyes.
"Today, you lost someone you love," she whispered.
"Yeah, it's obvious, we're outside a cemetery," I replied softly.
She squeezed my hand harder, and her next words hit me like a ton of bricks. ⬇️