Have you ever heard that song by Alabama? It goes something like this:
Oh I believe there are angels among us.
Sent down to us from somewhere up above.
They come to you and me in our darkest hours.
To show us how to live, to teach us how to give.
To guide us with a light of love.
I can testify to this. When Danny died, and I saw no reason what so ever, to live in a world without him…There were angels then…that came to me and held me up, giving me comfort and love…helping me make my way through that terrible darkness that only the death of a loved one brings……Forcing me to see and believe that there was still light and color and love and wonder still here in this old world for me.
True miracles happen everyday…We just sometimes need to be made aware of them.
Today started out being a bad day for me. My emotions are all over the place what with my anniversary coming up and also the holidays…and then add to it the fact that I haven’t worked in a month and well….the bills don’t stop…You know how it can be sometimes….So I just went back to bed and lay there…not sleeping, not doing anything really…just looking at the picture of Danny that I keep next to my bed.
It was sometime later that Dan said, “mama you have company”…and in came Charity, my niece. She had Wyatt with her because she was babysitting for Amanda. She came straight into my bedroom and began to change him…and was talking to me. Soon as she got done, we walked into the kitchen…..and there on my table and everywhere were bags upon bags of groceries…in the chairs, on the floor, on the counters….everywhere!
(1970’s)Charity with Danny behind her
This sweetheart and her husband had went and bought all this for me and Dan! While she had me in the bedroom with Wyatt ( yeah she knew that where Wyatt was; there I would be also !) her husband and three kids had sneaked all the groceries into the house.
What really melted my heart was, when I tried to protest, she looked me straight in the eye and said; “Aunt ‘Lene call it pay back for child support.” When I looked dumbfounded, she said… “remember all the times you babysitted us, fed us and took us on vacation with yall?” “Well, this is pay back.”
My Charity & my Amanda
Yeah, I cried….
I’m still crying…
The song I mentioned before goes on to say:
When life held troubled times, and had me down on my knees.
There’s always been someone there, to come along and comfort me.
So, call me naive, call me what you want…but I firmly believe that;
There are angels.
Some of them may not be wearing a golden halo or have big white feathery wings…
But there are angels….
There are angels.
GOD BLESS YOU MY LITTLE CHARITY
GOD BLESS YOU ALL.