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I believe Angels are here in both spiritual & human form to help , protect and guide us

Sometimes we choose not to listen or pay attention to what they are trying to do or say, so the paths that we have chosen are not always for the best.

Many times we have had feelings that we can't explain but call them a gut feeling or intuition. I call them our Angels talking.

I believe there are two kinds of Angels: Those who we can see and those that we can not see but feel their presence.

There must be a time in you life when you did or felt something that made a difference in the outcome of what you had planned. Maybe it was your "Guardian Angel" that helped you.

I can't help but believe that our loved ones who have passed on are our greatest " Guardian Angels" Maybe they can help us in their present state as they could not do in the living state.

Dreams, feelings, thoughts and silent voices are their ways of communicating with us. Some of us are afraid of those feelings, voices and dreams but if could just learn from them.

How could I not believe? I have had so much pain physical and mental but I have so much feeling and love for others. I have been in 6 car accidents but I am still here to talk about it. My family and I have suffered through so much but have learned so much too.

Each awful thing that happens to us in our lives can be a learning tool but we have to want to learn.

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I will give you an example of what I feel my Angel did to help me. A few years ago we had a neighbor who's husband was killed by a train one day one his way home from work. We did not know them very well as they had just moved in beside us. Well one day I was going out the door to the Drs when it was like I was stopped my a hand. I had this desperate erg to write a poem ( something I do often) I sat down and with out a mistake wrote the poem. I took it over to Linda and as I hurried out of the drive for my appointment watched her open it. When I got home she was sitting on my front step crying. I felt awful!

She said that it was the first anniversary of her husband death that day and she was in her house crying and feeling like know one understood how she was feeling or what she was thinking about her loss. When she opened my poem and read it . She said she was so happy because I said exactly what she felt.

She thanked me with a hug and with that hug we became friends.

Here is the poem I wrote on that day

"My Love'

I sat here just a crying,

Listening to our favorite country song.

I still feel the haunting pain

Of a love we'd known so long.

I can close my eyes and see you,

I can touch you were you stand.

As my eyes do open slowly

I feel your warmth still on my hand.

I don't know why God chose you,

To sweep you away my love,

But I'll bet my bottom dollar

You'll  protect me from above.

With so many precious memories,

Special moments I've spent with you,

I really feel deep in my heart

You'll help me do what I must do.

The pain inside may lessen,

But I won't let it go away,

Because out love was special

I want the memories to stay.

Chris Hannon

So now you can see why I feel my Angel was with me that day and maybe even Linda was as well.

Meet some of my Guardian Angels