My daughter had all the entry requirements to get admitted to a medical program at a British university. The first time she applied, she was rejected from all four universities. She was disheartened and disappointed yet hopeful and determined to reapply in the following year. I felt very upset for her. I felt that she made the wrong choices in terms of her selection of universities. I looked through various university websites to help her with her choice of university for the reapplication.

I looked through the Liverpool university website for medicine. I read through the course delivery and the structure of the problem-based learning methods that they offered and felt that my daughter would be much more suited to that type of learning than the traditional method. I informed her of this, and she agreed with me wholeheartedly and felt that she would be much more suited to problem-based learning.

In the following year, she reapplied for the medical programs and chose Liverpool as her first choice. I knew how much she wanted to get into that program. I advised her to focus on getting into Liverpool. That year was very stressful and all I could think of was my daughter getting into Liverpool. I kept hearing Liverpool on the TV and on the radio, and every time I heard the word, my heart would skip a beat, and I could not help thinking that it was a sign from the Universe.

She was invited for an interview at Liverpool on the same day as my father’s 13th anniversary of his death. I again felt it was a sign from the Universe. After the interview, all I could think about was the university and the image of my daughter at the School of Medicine. I could not get that image out of my mind, and it was in my mind subconsciously all the time. At times, I felt elated at the thought of her being there. I also imagined myself telling everyone about her getting an offer from Liverpool, and at times, it felt real as if it was already happening.

A couple of days before she heard from the university, I had visions of her getting a letter of offer. One afternoon, my daughter and I came home after shopping. I opened the door, and my daughter went straight upstairs. As I shut the door, I noticed a white A4 envelope with the university of Liverpool logo on it. I picked it up and called my daughter and handed the envelope to her. She opened the envelope so eagerly and nervously that her hands were shaking. I stood next to her, feeling very anxious and nervous. I could not believe my ears when she told me that she had been offered a seat to study medicine at Liverpool!  I thought I was dreaming!

I am infinitely grateful for what she was blessed with. Dreams and thoughts can become real. I was shown the signs, and they were not coincidences.