I found myself surrounded by good adults with regular lives. No drugs, no hostility, and no manipulation, just people earning a living doing the best they could. Mondays were my favorite. That’s when everyone shared the fun things they did on weekends with the people they loved. They had challenges, but none of it put them in jail, and no one got beat up.

Sylvia, my new boss, showed me the ropes: how to file, use my typing skills, answer the phone, use a copier, and gently, how to dress. She gave me high quality suits she no longer needed, and after some time started calling me, “Little One.” I felt safe, and for the first time in years, admired.

Even though she had her own challenges, she never waivered her good intentions for all people. Raising her own teen boys as a single Mom, I saw her take on extra jobs to make ends meet, never complaining, and always thankful for the discounts. I also witnessed how her iron clad integrity and reputation got her through the hardest times, and how people would rally for her out of pure respect for who she was.

She would tell me, “Do the right thing, and your reputation will always protect you.” 

Even though my life was always spinning out of control, with evictions, bad break ups, and terrible decisions, all repercussions from an earlier life, she rode the perfect non-judgmental line of allowing me to clean up my own back yard, whispering with love, “This too shall pass, Little One”.

Looking back decades I can see now how lucky it is to have good adults in life early on. It’s the long term time we spend observing great people who instill in us, how to keep a clear head, be a good friend, do good things for others, and stand by our belief system.

Those are the people who are our Angels. The ones who save us from ourselves by illuminating who we really are, and teach us that being forgiving is not the same as being a doormat.

I was lucky enough to love and closely “observe” Sylvia until I was twenty eight. I stayed at that job to be close to the light while healing, working and learning to take vacations.

Today I have a wonderful husband, two teen boys of my own, and a passion for service. She is the reason for that, because she loved me when I didn’t love myself, and changed the course of my life. She was my Angel, right here on earth. Tangible, lovable, ever present.

The thing about Angels is they cast their light wherever they go, and everyone feels special in their presence. She went on to see four of her grand babies grow up, sharing her unconditional love, and instilling her best in them through her joy.

She also stayed in touch with me as my life changed, always showing interest and delight, and continued to teach me about politics, equality, and staying involved. No one could ask for a better or more loving mentor. Lucky me.

 

Our Angels are in our lives. Make sure to let them know how much you love and appreciate them before they get to Heaven. I will always miss my Angel, even though I know she is up there celebrating a life well lived, and rooting us on. :)

Penny Sisley is a CHPC, a Life Coach, and a Mystic. She enjoys sharing hard earned, inspired wisdom, with anyone seeking a clear mind and a fresh outlook. It is her life’s joy to assist people in opening up their own power and bliss. When she’s not hanging with her Hubby and teen sons, or hosting Inspired Groups for Gals, you can find her reading a book in the backyard with her doggy, Sydney.