by Kathy Vandermark

Created on: November 22, 2008

The Breath of Life

The two older ladies chattered away and Darlene Gibbons tried to shut them out, reading an article from the Hair Salon magazine selection. The two women had arrived before Darlene, which meant they would have their hair done first, and Darlene hoped one of them would get called soon. She didn't mind their conversation but she had better things to do than to listen to other people's conversations.

Darlene turned in her chair, trying her hardest to penetrate the article about lawn care. She had the article about half read when something one of the women said, caught her attention. Had she heard right? Did one of the women say that she had had an angel occurrence? Darlene focused in on their conversation.

"You don't say," said the other lady in disbelief.

"Yes it's true."

"Mary Brown," called the beautician from behind the counter.

The woman who had been making the angel claim got up to get her hair done. Regret showed on the departing woman's face, that she wasn't going to get to share her story. Darlene figured she, herself, probably had a look of regret as well. She wasn't going to hear of the angel account. The story would have intently interested her because she, too, had experienced what she refers to as a guardian angel.

She had not told anyone but her husband about the story, for the very reason she had just witnessed. People do not believe the stories of angels. Darlene hadn't ever disbelieved in angels, but knew now, that it was an experience and belief that only those who do experience it, can truly believe in.

The event happened nearly five years ago but she could remember it as if it had just happened. She sat back in her chair and recalled the troublesome time of her life.

Darlene had a lot going on in her life at the time. There had been death in the family, her work was stressful, both physically and mentally, and she wasn't feeling well. She had began gaining weight and felt severely fatigued. She couldn't sleep because when she did go to sleep, she would stop breathing, and it startle her awake. She had been to several doctors but they were not diagnosing her to have anything wrong with her. She knew something was seriously wrong, but without being diagnosed with a medical name, no one believed her. This in turn caused her much frustration. She was not one to lie so why would she make it up? It brought her to tears that people didn't believe her. Her husband would vouch for her though. He could see the changes before his very eyes of

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