My Angel

Ever since I was around three years old I have felt something always there watching me, loving me. When I was about five years old I was watching out my window looking at the snow that had fallen that night. It was cloudy except for one patch of sunlight. That light glittered and danced on the snow beautifully.

Suddenly, it wasn't just light anymore. It was a lady with indescribable beauty. She had long, straight blonde hair and green eyes. Her skin seemed to shine with a light of its own. She only had on a long, pure white dress. Here's the most extraordinary part, she had two white, feathery wings and a gold circle above her head.

She smiled at me and than, just vanished into the gap of light in the clouds. Was she real, or was she just a trick of the light? Why did she show herself to me?

Now, whenever I see a gap of light in the clouds I think of the angel. I hope she comes back, but I feel I will not be seeing her again for a long, long, time.

Just a year ago my grandmother was dying. She was sick with a disease that was incurable. I prayed all night long for my angel to come and lead her to the gates of heaven. When finally, it was my last time to see her before her breathing machine was cut off I prayed once again for my angel to receive her. Then, out of the corner of my eye, I thought I saw a flash of blonde hair.