The other morning, when walking into a room where a garden angel spends the winter, I was taken aback.
Sunlight reflected into a mirror and sent a ray of light over and illuminated the little angel.
It was like, "Wow, hello sweet angel friend. You've survived this endless winter like the rest of us."
It was rather breathtaking and I stood there, quite transfixed, for several moments.
Then the light shifted and moved away.
HAVE YOU EVER FELT A SIGN THAT THERE ARE ANGELS?