Snow Angels
My"Snow Angel" complete with an elaborate sash around her waist...
I love his melty, green eye!
I work on the dementia unit at a nursing facility in Boulder. My favorite resident died today...I had a feeling something was very wrong. No one seemed to understand that she was actively dying. I was the only one in the room with her and having no luck in trying to calm her. Everyone thought that she was just sick.
I pulled a chair up to her bed side and listened. I finally discerned the word from her agitated state-It was "Pray." I said, "Anna, do you want me to pray with you?" She said yes and continued with her agitated babbling. I prayed and saw a group of her very own angels surrounding her in comfort. I had to leave for the doctor...I just learned that she died soon after I left.
My mother died at Christmas. I was the only one there for her as well...the lyrics to the Sarah McLachlan song came to mind when I shared my story about Anna..."In the arms of the angels. Fly away from here..." It was the song that was popular at the time my mother died. I ached for a mother to hold me. I talked with a friend about the fact that being there for Anna may have been the purpose for having the job at the nursing facility. I may have truly made a difference in the life of another. I know she made a difference in mine!
I do believe that we have angels in each of our lives and that we may be angels for others when we least expect it. I went to bed last night with a sense of miracles...
Early this morning, when I stepped into the snow filled courtyard, I saw an angel constructed out of snow...miracles and angels...After I took the photo, I realized that my imagined angel was actually the backside of a snowman! He has a Haagen Das ice cream container for a hat and the funny pages from the Sunday paper for a scarf!
Believing can manifest in such simple and profound ways. Sometimes following the darkest night...Do you believe in miracles?
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I believe in what people CALL miracles. I believe in the spirit world and rebirth. I believe in manifestation. I believe when I see my father walking down the street then realize its another man, that my father was with me and wanted me to know he is always near and that he is in a good place. Wouldn't it be ridiculous too look at the wonders of nature and the human body and think that there aren't spiritual unknowns? Some people just have a better sense of it than others.
You had a wonderful moment with you favorite patient. Don't you feel at peace now?
Oh sweetie I am in tears after this post.
I am sure that your favorite resident felt much comfort in your care. And I love the image of Anna being surrounded by angels.
You gave her a beautiful gift and I am so pleased you feel at peace because of this too.
I do believe in miracles and connections to special people (both here and in the spirit world). And have experienced the same thing as Carol with my father.
There is much comfort to be had.
Bless you sweet Camilla
Dot xx
Dearest Camilla, I've just had time to read back over your post the past weeks. I love this story and I have no doubt that you were helping escort your friend to the next life. I provided the same service to my mother and received many signs from our loved ones on the other side that they were waiting to receive her, to hug her and to party with her. It's a powerful time to spend with those who are dying and it's so nice that you see it as a gift -- because it is.
You don't know this but my line of work is in elder care (Alzheimer's and dementia included) -- I used to be responsible for the care of the thousands of seniors in facilities -- I loved that job and I miss it. I'm just on a mid-life hiatus (I think it was to be free to take care of my Mom now that I've lived through that)...
I think I would learn so much from you if I ever came to visit. Be well and keep on hugging angels and having ice cream hats and comic scarves...it's the great stuff of life.
How wonderful that you were there to pray with Anna as she was leaving this world - God knows when & where we are needed to do His work, bless you for being open to Him.
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