Since I’ve started this journey with cancer, I’ve noticed more and more that my angel family is gathered around me. One of the first nights after chemo, I could feel my grandmother sitting next to my bed. I could almost see her sitting there in my dreams, actually. It was such a comforting presence that I don’t know how else to describe it.
Since then, I’ve noticed others stopping by as well. There were a few perfect heart shaped leaves left on my patio that I can only imagine came from my grandfather. My godmother was in my dreams earlier this week. Gran was here the other night. I finally understood my dad’s dad the other night at dinner. It’s so wonderful to feel them here, especially for Christmas.
I don’t feel like they are here to help me over the Pearly Gates. Quite the contrary. All of these angels I’m sensing are helpers. Here to guide me and let me know I’m not alone. They’re here to ensure I don’t get bogged down in the sadness that can be cancer. They are here to say, “Don’t worry, we’ve got you, it’s going to be all right.” And you know… I believe them.