In my life, I have always been surrounded by Angels. My husband's name is Angel. In moments of great sorrow, I swear I have been visited by Angels. Many of my friends are Angels. And, I am confident, my dog is just an Angel with fur.
It's been said Angels wear a multitude of disguises. One day, they are a beggar. The next, they are a child. The next, they are butterflies, thoughts, or birds. Yesterday, I actually got a glimpse of an Angel. Her name is Laina and we were introduced in the most surprising way, via letter in the US mail.
Laina lives in Denmark and found this blog via another blog about a month ago. She, like so many folks, faces her own struggles in life. She, unlike many folks, puts aside her struggles to make a difference for others.
Without getting into specifics, Laina wrote to me after watching my video Day 82:Tired of Being Sick (a video I REALLY debated about whether to post or not). She was concerned and wanted to reach out. Among her words, I found encouragement, love, and support.
In her letter, she reminded me of something important...something I hadn't really considered. "I think you're grieving," she said. "Perhaps mourning life as you knew it?"
In that moment, I knew she was right.
I am grieving. I miss me. I miss my old life. I miss the illusion of promised tomorrows and I'm upset about it.
Her timing was impeccable. The day before, I just discussed Emerson's Law of Spiritual Gravitation and was in the middle of writing about my struggles with isolation and illness. I had also just finished reading a beautiful adaptation of the It's Gets Better campaign written for Lyme sufferers and, as the article references, was looking for "the friend pulling gluten free crackers out of her purse."
I don't know what will come of my new friendship with Laina: if we will meet, if we will keep in touch, or if we will ever speak again. What do I know? My life has been profoundly altered by an act of kindness delivered from more than 4,000 miles away.
Altered Today: What I was originally going to write about. Faith in good people and good things. Appreciation for what I have. Thoughts about writing and the difference we all can make with a few simple words.