Tuesday, September 9, 2008

Guardian Angel

She gave this to me the year that we met again, after so long. I was adopted out as a baby and she didn't meet me again until I was almost 30.


I'm not supposed to wear the like in uniform, but as long as no-one saw it, who was to complain? I tucked the small angel pin up inside a pocket and she has been my faithful companion through two deployments overseas and many other travels. I've always felt like this little angel was Grandmother Barnes' quiet hand on my shoulder; a comfort and a blessing.

Grandma Barnes died yesterday morning after a relatively brief and ugly battle with the cancer that had invaded her spine, kidneys and lymph. I don't know if I can bear to wear this pin daily anymore for fear I will lose it and perhaps no longer feel her hand resting on my shoulder.



Aline said...

So sorry for your loss my dear friend. sniff. I send you a big hug and prayers. XXX

Velda said...


I'm so very sorry for your loss. What a beautiful keepsake, thank you for sharing the angel story.

Love Velda

Neal Styles said...

My dearest Susan;

I have no words right now. Just hugs and love.

Wear your pin, I think she's proven she's not going anywhere.


~Tammy said...

I'm so sorry for your loss.

The pin is beautiful and I'm sure she'd love for you to still wear it.

Linda said...