Quietly and without circumstance, they come into our lives and heal us. Hovering ever so patiently in the background, they offer kind words and a hand to hold. They poke at us mentally just enough to keep us moving and then settle lightly into our subconscious, creating a feeling of well being and hope where there had been none only a short time before. Where do they come from, these angels with invisible wings? I have often written about the endless futility of what I call the "ships passing in the night" syndrome. I have questioned the purpose of having someone come into my life, only to...
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