Omar Reda

Liberated Omar Reda

Looking back to December of 2010, I remember my wife standing in front of our sliding glass door, staring aimlessly at a fountain in the backyard. She had a blank look on her face but I could tell that she was deep in thought. I called her name several times before she broke out of her trance. When I asked her what she was staring at, she replied calmly but with trepidation in her voice, "I don't know, I just feel like our lives are about to change forever, I don't know how but I can't shake this feeling." I told her to keep positive thoughts and we didn't talk much more about it until a few days later when I realized how prophetic her words were.