Thoughts.com Blogs - A day with Angel

As one task was completed, I hurried to start on my new one. The girls were being picked up by the sitter because I was going to be home late. I am going to say that I am so kind of holier than thou person. There are a number of things that I am in the process of changing these things. Driving to spend a little time with Angel. All my issues seem so small compared to hers. How do you control your emotions when you know that your days is numbered? I arrive to her house, seeing her children play in the front yard dressed in white. Older child blowing bubbles while the younger ones run with all their might to try and catch the bubbles as they dance on the air. The sun still shines only not as bright and the wind blows. It reminds of a saying my great grand used to say as she graced this earth with her presence Every time you feel a cool breeze my gin used to tell me it was an angel flying too low and too close to you. She said it enough times that I had it memorized but I never stole her thunder because only she could speak these words with such elegance and grace.

I see Angel bundled up with a surgeon's mask to prevent what little defense she has left from failing, sitting on the porch smiling even under the mask. I bring her flowers instead I let her children give them to her but only after I leave. I help her in the house. Making sure the blinds are open so she could her children. Sometimes I have to wonder if the children are even aware of what is truly going on? As we sip on herbal tea, she confides in me that she needs a lawyer. I tell her that I can take of that. She looks out the window trying to blink away the tears. Her attempts fail, I told her that it is her right and use it. She cried and I held her close and tight to me so that she knew for once in her life she was not alone. I wait for her to tell me what is wrong. I tell her that I am here for you.

she raise up and ask what are you little women doing? I know you have a story to tell me. We laugh , its true sometimes I think I am always the but of their jokes. I don't wonder where they get their logic from for if I tried to figure it out I would a massive headache.LoL!!!!! I tell her about the incident with Tag and the peeping tom. She laughed so hard that she started gasping for air. I paused on my story to make sure that she is OK. She motioned for me to continue with my story. We laughed until we just could not stop laughing. I showed the soup I had brought for her while we were still laughing. The children were coming in before dark caught them. Their dinner was already prepared by their grandmother. Today her house was filled with laughter , songs, and good food. Her mother stole me away from the moment and said Thank you for bringing the light back to my baby's face tears streaming down her face. No, Thank you for bringing light into my life. We rejoined Angel and her children at the table. She finishes her soup and tells me how good it was. I told her that I have to let the girls know she enjoyed their cooking. Angel thanks me for the visit then brings our time to close. Her mother walks me out and I could feel the weight of the world on her shoulder. I hugged her to reassure her that I will do all that I can to help. I got in my car and called Attorney for some reason she has been on my mind. It's not like her not to call me in 2 weeks. I speed dial her and she picks on the first ring........... I am sorry I have to cut it short but I am falling asleep.