While rummaging through a plastic bin filled with Valentine decor, I came across the little angel in this post.
She belonged to my late Mother and I can see why she loved her.
The little angel is just as pretty as a picture with lacy layers at the bottom of her skirt, roses all around the edges of her wings and sporting a big red bow.
She comes out every Valentine's Day and then, when the holiday is over, she goes back once again into the bin and up to the attic.
Her "real" counterparts, however, never go away.
I believe angels watch over each of us throughout our lives.
It's comforting to think that heavenly beings care about our welfare.
Sent by the Heavenly Father, they are our protectors.
I like to leave my grown children and grandchildren in their loving care.
So today, this Sunday, whether there is snow where you are or not, may angels watch over you!
DO YOU EVER THINK ABOUT ANGELS?