Angels above me, angels below me, angels all around me. the perception of life, and the reality lived quietly.
There are days that the invisible crosses we carry, the ones others do not see, we feel their weight bearing heavily. We feel the unseen splinters, the ache of the burden, the struggle to put a smile on our faces, and joy into words. These days I remind myself that though my struggle is my own, I am loved. I am never truly alone on my path. There are angels above me, angels below me, angels all around me. And I am grateful to you all, every unthanked angel, every friend that sees me holding back tears and simply hugs me, every person in my life that keeps lifting me up without question, only love. You are my angels. ❤️
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Your struggle is not just your own, but is shared by those who love and cherish you. For when you have a struggle to ‘struggle’ through, you are not alone even when it seems so. Those angels above, below, in front, in back and beside you are ever present, as they help to light that darkened path you are traveling – you are surrounded by those angels and the love and strength of the Holy Spirit. So while you work to hold back those tears, know that I have a warehouse of tissues available, and two very absorbent shoulders too! Love ❤ you! Oh, but you already know that! ❤
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