no,
she isn’t an angel….
or is she?
Angels can fly because they don’t take themselves so seriously”—GK Chesterton
A sunny day in the shade, sitting under a beach umbrella, I watched this lady bug creeping it’s way along the edge of my chair. Careful not to move in the wrong direction or rollover and harm it, I lightly blew on it hoping to coax her to fly away. She did. Then she returned, landing like a feather on my shoulder. Again I coaxed her and she flew away. And, you guessed it, she returned one more time….smiling my day.
How is it that angels seem to appear just when you need them….where do they come from, where do they go?
