Sherry Moore Budniak of Lagrange, Kentucky, had
never thought of dreams as special. She had just
had her third daughter and also had gone through
a tubal ligation, due to her rocky marriage. She
would not bring any more innocent children into this
household, she had decided, where things were more
like a nightmare than a dream. But her husband still
wanted out, and soon left her. Sherry worked hard
to keep her little family together, and try not to fall
apart. However, there were, on occasion, little signs
around her, events that told her she was not alone.
"Once my four-year-old told me that she often saw two
bright angels that followed me everywhere," Sherry
says. "And sometimes I simply felt a presence around
me." Often she prayed that God had not forgotten her,
and would bring her a good man to love and appreciate
Several years passed, and then Sherry met Chris, a
wonderful man and an answer to her prayers. Soon they
were married. "Chris is a caring husband, and a
wonderful stepfather to our daughters," Sherry says. "And
he never once mentioned his regret at not having a child of
his own." But Sherry knew how he felt. And when she
consulted her physician, he believed that there was a chance
Sherry could become pregnant again. "We began an
agonizing journey," Sherry says. "And finally things worked!"
The couple was overjoyed. This baby would have all the love
it needed, Sherry knew.
One day in May 1998, Sherry came home from work
unusually exhausted. She was midway through her
pregnancy and had been feeling well. But now she went
to bed, and fell into a deep sleep. At one point, she felt a
light touch on her toe.
Immediately, she opened her eyes and looked at the clock.
Three-thirty a.m. Then Sherry saw something else. "There,
standing by our bed was a very tall woman with dark wavy
hair," she says. "It was an angel, and it seemed to be
floating, and glowed the most glorious shade of blue. For
some reason, I wasn't at all afraid." Nor was she in pain.
Then the woman spoke. "Get up, Sherry. We will have to try
this again." Sherry obeyed. Horrified, she discovered that
she was bleeding profusely. Chris called her physician, and
they rushed to the hospital. Sherry had miscarried.
Furthermore, she had been near death. "If you hadn't
awakened when you did," the doctor told Sherry, "you
would have bled to death." Sherry hadn't awakened by
accident---she was sure of it. Nor was her vision just a
dream---it was far too clear. But she was heartsick too.
Had it been wrong of her to try and have another baby?
Should they abandon their dream? One night, she
remembered something. "My angel said, 'WE will have to
try this again"," she told Chris. "I think, if we do try, it
will work this time." Her husband wasn't so sure. But his
longing for a child overcame his objections. And nineteen
months later---just before Christmas---Chris and Sherry
brought their new baby daughter home.
During her second pregnancy, Sherry never saw the dark-
haired woman. "But I will remember her until I die, and
treasure the experience," she says. "I fully expect to see
her again someday."