Visits from Angels
Have you ever experienced such a deep love and connection with someone that you continue to keenly feel their presence even years after they’ve passed?
I know I have. As far as I am concerned, I am lucky enough to have at least three personal angels that I am aware of and who look out for me from afar – my beloved grandfather, my deceased best friend from grade school, and, most recently, my precious adopted pup.
Regarding my grandfather, I feel his presence almost daily, and I am convinced that he continues to guide me in my decisions in life. Even though he is no longer with me physically, I know he was in attendance the day I got married. My grandfather was the epitome of the type of man I hoped to one day find for myself. He was intelligent, wise, kind, gentle, patient, and loving. I was the first grandchild, and apparently that meant something special to him, because our deep bond was cemented almost from day one. I absolutely adored him and always looked forward to the precious time we would spend together – walking the beach by moonlight, eating dinner, just talking. Everything was so much more special and meaningful when shared with him.
My best friend from grade school was a girl I met in second grade at the age of seven who had cystic fibrosis. She was my BFF, as one would say today. We were inseparable – as close as sisters. We’d spend time writing poems together, playing games, going on “adventures,” and enjoying sleepovers. She was feisty, creative, and full of spirit. She didn’t let her disease define her, but she drew strength from her experiences and had a wisdom and courage beyond her years. She left this world at the age of 13. I am blessed to have known her and extremely fortunate to have been able to spend so much time with her.
We always made the most of our time together. I am confident that she continues to walk beside me all these decades later. Case in point, I felt her presence keenly the week before I said goodbye to my beloved first adopted puppy dog. It was as if she was letting me know that she was ready to watch out for him and take good care of him until we were all reunited one day. She was an animal lover like me, and it was a source of great comfort at a very difficult and stressful time to know that she was waiting to greet him – a dog she’d never met in person!
That brings me to my third angel. My darling but dearly departed Mickey – the first dog I ever adopted on my own and was lucky to have had for 13 years until he lost his battle with cancer. While with me, he would not tolerate the presence of another animal. He preferred to keep me all to himself. But, I am certain that the reason we now have our new puppy is because Mickey sent him to us. And, I have sensed many times that Mickey is teaching our Duncan the ropes and guiding him to a happy and healthy puppyhood in our home.
I can’t explain these feelings in any scientific sense, but there really isn’t a need to do so, is there? Perhaps they are just a reflection of connections so deep that they transcend physicality – maybe a strong positive energy, spirit, force, or extraordinary faith. All I know for sure is that I cherish their continued presence in my life – a constant source of considerable comfort and strength. I definitely believe that there are angels among us.