Guardian Angels

[Whisky7up]

I used to have a Guardian Angel....we used to pass each other on my route to work in 1973....that sounds straightforward, I know, but it happened after I changed where I worked and, thus, a different route....and after I moved house, using another route....then another work change and so on. He always wore the same grubby raincoat, no matter what the weather.
I could have a doctor's appointment in the morning...taking a different route to work from the health centre, at a later time...and I'd see him. Leave work early for a dental appointment and I'd see him on my way home even though he'd be travelling in the same direction that he walked in the morning. Since I first saw him, I moved home three times and workplaces five times and I saw him on and off on every route, even when the time of day changed. I last saw him early 2004.
I never had the nerve to ask him if he was my 'Clarence' just in case he told me I was his!!!
Now I live in Canada and I haven't seen him....I suppose that would be pushing things a bit too......Oh my God....look who just went buy the window!!

 

[TheEarl]

Mine sits on this board under another nom de plume:

I remember

I remember how I cried.
Curled up in a ball, sobbing on the floor.
Infinite tears stained my cheeks;
When she told me she didn’t love me.

I remember how I felt,
Coming back to an empty room.
A hollow space where my life used to be;
A hole in my world now she’s gone.

I remember how it burned,
As the blood flowed down my arm.
Acid edge slicing through my skin;
Without her, I am nothing.

I remember how easy it seemed,
Just to cut a little deeper, drink a little more.
Walking across roads without care or regard;
I couldn’t be, without her.

I remember knowing I couldn’t survive,
Knowing I couldn’t continue.
I remember asking why I should even try.
You told me that you couldn’t lose me.

I remember feeling so empty,
A shell, a sham, a fake of a man.
You help me become a real person again.
And some day I’ll remember you as the one who saved my life.


I'm not sure I believe in metaphysical guardian angels, but I do think that God puts people in our way to help us. May seem like random coincidence that a person ends up helping us, but I believe that they're there for a reason.

The Earl

 

[Belegon]

I wonder if I met mine a little more than a year ago...and if I am hers...

 

[sweetnpetite]

Yup. I totally believe I have a guardian angel. I believe everyone has. Mine's saved my arse more times than I'd like toremember really.

I believe in them.

They keep returning important things that I keep dropping or forgetting. Without them, I'm sure these things would stay lost.

There are regular people who are nice enough to do this kind of thing, but at the rate I loose things, if those people were around me all the time, it would only mean they were stalking me. (and how nice is that?)