I had a dream.
I was in a well appointed, yet old hotel.
Instead of asking for fresh towels, I asked to meet my guardian angel.
Odd, because I feel I have so many, and didn't really need to take a meet and greet.
The man at the desk handed me a key and said,
" you will know her when you go into your room and open the blue bag."
I walked down the familiar red carpeted hall to the elevator and without a blink I was in front of my room door, I inserted the key.
My phone rang and I woke.
I spent the day wondering why that dream would come.
My husband, Jeff encouraged me to clean my office and make it the perfect space for me to continue to write my book, so we got out the vacuum, green magic and went to town on my space.
I reached over the sofa and saw a blue gift bag. I had forgotten it was there, a remnant of a time this year when I was putting photos away and didn't manage to put things in the right place.
There she was, the Angel I named Gloria. A Christmas card from a set I bought during a year that was filled with great difficulties.
I opened the card and it said Peace on Earth.
I turned the card over and read Guardian Angel, by Steven Mackey.