I Believe in Angels

Name:            TD
Email:           taydev@yahoo.com
Location:        Milwaukee, 1980 or 81
Type:            Angel
Date:            Tuesday, January 18, 2000
Time:            05:41 PM

I believe that there are angels, and I also believe that children are able to see them more clearly than adults. I had a vision in my head my entire life that I dismissed as I got older, as a simple dream. Now as an adult, I realize I saw my guardian angel.

I was born in 1978, and I spent 4 years with my birthmother and sisters, until she fell ill in 1980, and by 1982, I had to be given up for adoption. My mother was trying very hard to keep her children even though she was a single mom with a paralyzing disability. I remember she always seemed happy around me and that she loved all of us very much. What we didn't realize as children, was she was living in her own personal hell.

One night my sister and I were playing together in our South Side Milwaukee Townhouse. I remember a beautiful, dark-haired woman coming down the stairs towards us. We were not scared, we both stared in awe. She was surrounded by a comforting bright light and wore all white clothes. She did not have wings, and she did not talk, but she had a beautiful, kind face. There was so much love in her eyes that my sister and I could not help but trust her immediately. I remember she opened her arms and pulled me close. I felt safe and protected, and a thought flashed in my mind.....Momma's going to be ok, and so are you. You are so loved and special, always hold your head high and smile, for that is God's gift to you. I don't remember how the moment ended, the only thing was the TV was ending it's daily broadcasting, even though it was daytime when our visitor came to us.

I never fully understood what happened until I was reunited with my family, but the vision never once left me. I just assumed it was a dream, and thought of that moment in times where I felt weak and scared as I grew up. Finally my sister told me that at the same time we were visited, my birthmother was trying to commit suicide, but thankfully never succeeded. Our angel came to protect us from having to witness our mother's darkest hour. I will always remember, and always be thankful.