Ann Marie Anderson

If I Could Speak With President Trump Ann Marie Anderson

The most powerful spirit effect is parents seeing their children very sick or children seeing their parents very sick.



Little Ann, the twelfth child, while recovering from lymph node surgery herself, saw transient ischemic warnings that resolves on its own in her mother; spells that were confusing.



The impact of never knowing if little Anns mother will be there for her picture day or to pick her up from school kept her brainstorming on what to do next. Then the blood clot occluded a main cerebral vessel, causing her mother to be comatose for months while little Ann feeds, communicates, and pledges in her heart the Girl Scout Promise and Law, for her mothers sake and the world. Changing schools and crossing railroad tracks home to see her mother awakens to her unique tribe of children gone wild.



Nourishing her mother with music from her violin during the stages of the schools closing and the transition from segregated bus rides in the community to integrated schools seven miles away, the change caused little Ann to listen and work hard. The magic of the gut-feeling of faith, seeking the best consequences came with a bit of fear, and the only one to graduate from the tribe before the hemorrhagic stroke took her mother. Suddenly, it hit Ann: Write to the right one. The right president.



Do you hear me? Thank you for listening!