I received a pretty little journal (maybe 6″ x 8″) in the mail last month from someone in our round robin Journal pass group named Beth. The theme of her journal was “things with wings”. Many people had done dragons and such, yet for some reason I focused my artistic energy towards painting these two sweet Angels.
When I think of Angels I think of all my precious friends and family who have helped me through hard times over the years and in doing so have become part of my success story. For now I am only going to speak about one such Angel. Her name is Nola. Nola and I have been friends now for 34 years. We met back in high school when we were in grade 10. We went through a lot together, and even though we live far apart we still call each other friend.
Why is Nola and Angel, you ask?
When I was going through my separation and my husband first left me I did not know which way to turn. One day, soon after the break up, I decided it was necessary to make to meet with a counselor at the local Social Services office to discuss my situation. I needed to feel more confident in my ability to live, eat, and support my children, and so I went there to speak to someone about my situation and ask for some short-term financial help. I remember it was winter time and very cold outside on the day I went to apply for help. Inside the office I stood behind a woman in the long line of people waiting to speak to a clerk. It shocked me to see that even though it was snowing outside she stood in front of me with broken shoes, no socks, and a torn coat. It seemed as if life had not been kind to her. I was very emotional with all that was going on and when I arrived back home I called Nola and told her what I saw and shared that it was a scary thought that I might end up in that same way. She said to me in such a strong and reassuring voice…”Heather…I will never let that happen to you”. She stood true to her claim and never did. She would take me grocery shopping and helped me afford paint to jazz up my dingy apartment. She was there for me in every way. She never let me fall. Her wings lifted me and helped me through one of the hardest times in my life. This is why she is an Angel. I love you Nola!
Who are the people in your life who are Angels is disguise? How did they help you in a time of need? Have you told them how much you love and appreciate how they have helped you? Maybe today is the day!
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