At 25 I was an older sophomore, having worked a while after high school before changing career plans. I knew I wanted to have children, and it was getting to be that time of life. I also recognized that the supply of the highest quality women available to me would likely never be as good as it was for me at that time.
It was the spring of 1979 at Sonoma State, things were going well and I was enjoying a sunny day in the PE quad. It was rare that I was at that specific location, but there must have been some rare indoor session that had to be attended. I was on a break, sitting outside at one corner nearest the classroom I'd just come from. Diagonally across the quad, about 100 feet away, a group of 20 or 25 students were moving from what was an apparent classroom setting through the double doors of their wing in through the double doors of the gymnasium lobby, apparently for some 'hands on' training.
As I watched them, one female brunette shuffling along in the crowd was illuminated by an aura. I don't remember whether I'd ever seen her before or not, but that day, for those 15 or 20 seconds that she was moving with her classmates from one building into another, traveling along with her like she was wearing it, there was a layer of 15 to 18 inches of what reminded me of the heat waves rising off hot pavement, with only the slightest yellow tint, which I determined to be an aura.
I introduced myself to her a few days later, interrupting a private free throw practice session she was having with her basketball coach. I knew him and apologized but explained there was something I needed to speak to her about. We married in 1983, had a son in 1987 and a daughter in 1990. We bought our first home the year we married, and life has been rewarding, but not perfect. I acquired brain cancer in 2006 but miraculously am beating it. Betty's cancer was multiple myeloma and it devastated her. Sadly, she passed last year, but left me with wonderful memories and two children we've both always been rightfully proud of.
I'm grateful I saw the aura that day, and believe she and I found a magical spot to live and raise our family on, but what made that aura happen? Her ashes are buried here on our property and I still cry on occasion. My treatment left me disabled, depressed and predisposed for seizures, but I'm fully functional and most people don't know I'm disabled. I was Champion of my flight, and Golfer of the Year in my men's club. I also volunteer as the public address announcer for local high school basketball games, including the championship games at the request of the league commissioner. The future is bright, despite my loss and the daily battle with depression.
I found this website looking for answers to something about the aura. I just don't know what, if anything, I expect to find. It was a powerful moment in my life, as I did read it as a sign that this was the woman for me. Our children are outstanding humans and are positioning themselves to becoming benefactors to society. Are they the reason their father saw an aura around their mother, or is there something more for me?