My Angel came today in the form of bad news. How could that be, you ask?
No wings. No halo. No disconnected spirit being. Harsh reality was my angel for today. At first I was upset. No one wants to hear anything less than perfect about their health. But saccharin coating was not going to help anything today. No... I needed to hear the stark truth.
As truths go, it wasn't so bad really. I still have choices where so many do not. I am grateful though perhaps not as whole as I was two days ago. No, Angels aren't always cute. But they are always necessary.
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