I believe in Angels to my Kentucky Angel friend

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To my sweet Angel friend! I pray for you that God surround you
with his peace, love, hope, faith and most of all his comfort
surrounds you like a hug that I send via the wings of all winged
beloveds to grace you sweet Angel. I love Kentucky Angel!

18 thoughts on “I believe in Angels to my Kentucky Angel friend

    1. Very slow recovery, but we are all learning how to breathe again. Love from all of us, and Kentucky Blue HUGS.

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      1. What would I do without you Angel? I still have my moments over my daughter I lost in 1970. Okay all year, but on her birth/death day people should just avoid me.

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  1. This is so beautiful my sweet Pink Angel. I love it and will cherish it forever. I reblogged it for my family to see, because I love it so much. Thank you, thank you my Angel, from the bottom of my heart.

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    1. I should learn the art of suffering in silence Angel. Most of the time I do, but my blog gives me an outlet to scream so the people around me don’t notice when I hurt. I do admit that it touches me when Angels like you rush in to help with tributes like this though. It is so unexpected after all these years of being ignored by family, and that makes me feel even more blessed and grateful for the Angels like you who are now in my life. Pink, Orange, Green and KY Blue HUGZ Sweet Angel.

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      1. That seems to be the best explanation I have ever heard for this. I do remember when my mom got her first sinus headache at age 79, she apologized over and over to me for ignoring my pain all those years before she knew what it felt like. All those years she had never had a headache, and just had no clue about what a headache felt like, while I have never had more than a few hours headache free in my life. I’m so used to that now, that I get alarmed if my head stops hurting, and she was suffering for the first time. I am so thankful for friends like you, more family now than my biological family, who have given me the love and acceptance I never received before. And now, thanks to you Angel, I can understand more about why they don’t understand. Thanks for the lovely hearts Angel friend. Multicolor Hugz.

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      2. That sounds like the best idea I’ve heard in a long time Angel. I had no idea you are hurting like this. Thank you for sharing it with me. You are so right about people not understanding because they have never experienced it.
        Oh, I wish we were closer. The laughs we could have together about our crazy bodies and what they are doing to us. I decided so long ago I would have to divorce my family because they didn’t understand or want to understand any of the daily problems with my diagnosis, and thought because I look normal, whatever that is, that I was faking the diagnosis. I was the one who stayed in the area, so I was the one who put up with the abuse from our mom, expected to run when she had a problem while they all stayed in their distant locations ignoring the problems, with the “Angie will handle it” attitude. But one day I sent them all an email telling them I had done my part, my health was suffering, the MS was now too advanced for me to handle anything else and I could no longer drive or walk, so it was their turn to step up to the plate. One sister and 2 brothers still speak to me, 1 sister and 2 brothers consider me dead. My mom had already told me almost 30 years ago she had never wanted me, so I lost nothing, and gained the world. I don’t ask them for anything, they know where I live if they want to see me, and I no longer have to sit alone in the crowd of them without anyone knowing when I leave, or indeed even caring.
        Oh, Angel, if you ever decide to move, please come here. We could have so much fun laughing at life in general, and the stupid things our bods are doing to us, and the omelet I was going to make when I dropped the eggs on the floor. I love and treasure you. HUGZ.

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      3. I’m so glad I stopped giving them the power to hurt me. I received an email from the sister I thought was lost forever letting me know she is coming home the end of May and will visit me during the trip. I am so happy now I want to dance and sing, and I guess I am in my own way, and I’m so looking forward to this visit. I’ve always dreaded her visits before, knowing they would be painful for me, but this time she reached out–the first time ever, so that makes it wonderful. I’m working twice as hard to finish the baby afghan for our youngest sis’s granddaughter, so Sylvie can take it back with her. The dad and mom are from Colorado, where she lives, so that will be easier than trying to mail it, and it won’t take up too much space in her luggage, I hope. I’m never sure with her, but I still hope.
        But it is so wonderful to have a family on WP that loves me even though we have never met. It would be so nice if we could all have a reunion some day, but then again, sometimes mystery is the best part of being friends and family. I love you Angel. HUGZ.

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  2. Michelle, I have not been blogging due to being in my gardens. What is going on with Angie? I am concerned she is ill by what you have done for her with this post. Love, Amy ❤

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  3. Nominating you for Infinity Dream award .
    I want you to talk about your dreams, aspiration, and goals in your next post. That’s the challenge I’m giving . Keep rocking .

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      1. awww . love to hear from you 🙂 please do share 🙂 i promise i would read it and tell me views on that .. thank u sooooooooooo much my dear friend .. hugs

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