One day when I was 10, I received a gift from my grandmother. Small, but very important to me. I keep it on my dresser right next to my bed. What I received, was an angel. It's tiny and fragile. Some people think of angels as pure. Others think they make the world a enjoyable, pleasant world to live in. Others believe they do not exist at all. I think, they are all around us.
To have someone watch over you constantly, to feel that protection, is what makes this gift special. When I look at the gift, I see peace and a sense of calm revolve around me. I received this 2 months before she walked together with this angel. I use it as a constant reminder and I hope that she is content as what sits on my dresser to this day.
To have someone watch over you constantly, to feel that protection, is what makes this gift special. When I look at the gift, I see peace and a sense of calm revolve around me. I received this 2 months before she walked together with this angel. I use it as a constant reminder and I hope that she is content as what sits on my dresser to this day.
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