so it seems that angel wings are around me everywhere right now.While in Texas on a trip, as i was turning in for the night after a long day working. I witnessed one of the most beautiful things i have ever seen. There was a bright shadow from the incredible full moonlight filtering thru the blinds. I focused on what I could not believe i was seeing. In a 3-dimensional form, and in perfect shape, an angel wing laid upon my beautiful resting dog- RoyBoy. right from behind his shoulder blade, lined up right against his skin, as if he wore it all the time. it was so surreal, i could almost touch it. As i laid and stared at it, tears welled up in my eyes, and i knew i was witnessing God's incredible magnificence. As my eyes closed and allowed me my rest, i held that vision as long as i possibly could. He is truly an angel as I know now more than ever.
The very next day, while on our way to Dallas, my friend Chris and i witnessed a DHL delivery truck lose control on a u-turn and slam into a tree while it's young driver, a man named George, was dramatically tossed outside and onto the street. as i ran from the car and into his chaos, i did what naturally felt like i should do. i held him close, and comforted him in my warmth and calmness while we proceeded to lay him flat. i calmed his soul and struggle with my warm voice in his ear while i held his hand and ran my fingers thru his hair. helping him to breathe, and focus on being strong and brave for his body. i fished thru his pants, found his phone and called his brother Roger, to let him know of what was happening to George. i let him know i was with him and would remain by his side until i no longer could. George was fearful, as he couldn't feel his legs, and i know that judging from the extremity of the accident that he was suffering. but i assured him that he was strong and brave and he would get thru it.all of the men around us just let me 'do my thing' - as they knew that they could not provide this young man with the comforting that i could right then. as they hustled about and watched as the ambulance and firefighters came, everyone left a road open for me to have my continuing moment with George.
i stayed with him until he was loaded into the ambulance, and as much as i wanted to continue on with him thru his trauma, i knew that my moment had come to an end with him. i whispered in his ear ' good luck my friend. your brother is on his way. stay strong, and we will meet again. God bless you. '
and with his strong grip on our intertwined bloody hands, i kissed him gently and let him go.
I later found out from his brother that he was going to be fine, and that his memory of the accident was very scetchy except for the voice of the woman who helped him. I eventually got to talk to George later, and he thanked me again for my assistance and gentleness. I knew in my heart that he would have done the same for me, and hopefully one day i will get to meet him in person and share in a hug in a much less traumatic way.
I NOW WEAR MY WINGS EVEN MORE PROUDLY
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