Monday, November 14, 2005

Angels Among Us....

After I put up the previous post, about the drama in the strip mall lot,
I got a comment from Plumkrazzee, at
http://sissypie.blogspot.com.

She was prompted to write about something that happened in her life, and it is worth your time to go and read it.

When I read what she had written, I remembered something similar that happened to us in NYC, many years ago. I may have already written about this, but I cannot find it. We were there on vacation, with the children. One morning we went into the city to sightsee, and on our agenda was the World Trade Center. We had gone to the top floor and marvelled at the sights, had lunch, and were going back down to one of the underground floors to get to our car. My son was dawdling along, looking in the shop windows, and I was leading my daughter along the walkway, and moving rather fast. I turned around to look for my son, and my daughter did also. When I turned back to continue the walk, my daughter was still looking behind her and when she did turn around, she ran smack into a marble pillar and hit her face. The poor baby was eating a candy bar at the time and it took a few minutes to realize that she had broken one of her permanent front teeth. She was crying and wailing, tears streaming down her face, candy bits oozing out of her mouth and I could not get her to stop crying, no matter what I said.

After a few minutes, a small, older woman appeared out of nowhere, knelt down in front of my daughter and began to speak to her in a very soothing, sing-songish voice (with a German accent) telling her that everything would be all right and that she should stop crying. I was very surprised to see that she immediately began to calm down, she quit crying and I was able to clean the candy out of her mouth and off her face. That took only a minute, and when I turned to thank the lady, she was no where in sight. She just vanished into thin air. We discussed the incident on the way back to the place we were staying, and one of the conclusions we could came to was that she was an angel, who appeared for the sole purpose of calming my child. Whether angel or not, I am eternally grateful to her.

13 comments:

Twisted Cinderella said...

What a nice idea. I remember when I was in a car accident a few years ago. I was hysterically crying. I was just so upset. A woman came across the road, wrapped her arms around me and let me cry on her shoulders. I never saw her again and I never got to say thank you for her kindness.

Twisted Cinderella said...

oh, michele sent me

Juggling Mother said...

Hi Kenju, I just left a comment about helpful strangers on Plumcrazee's blog, but wanted to say that I have met many "angels" who appeared, helped out with something, then disappeared again. I have even been one on occasion. Most strangers are nice people - too many are scared to interfere, but sometimes it's just so obvious what is needed that someone offers it.

They always go again without leaving any trace, because to them, it was nothing special, just what they do!

Anonymous said...

ooooh this gave me chills.

OldLady Of The Hills said...

Gtreat post Judy. I cannot say I've experienced this , but certainly feel the presence of Angels who then leave as quicly as them came, never to be seen again....Thanks for sharing this lovely story....

TLP said...

I don't believe in angels "as-in-from-heaven," but some people are angels at certain given points of time.

Your story actually did give me goosebumps.

Karen Townsend said...

Good post. I enjoyed the referenced story, too.

Mahala said...

I loved that :)

Arethusa said...

I've had one or two experiences with helpful strangers myself, I think. That was a lovely Monday post. I enjoyed the previous one as well!

Weary Hag said...

Aah yes. Random acts of kindness. I've been trying to create a few back up posts so that when I have weeks like this past one, I can just sit for a moment and toss it up on Blogger. One of the ones I created yesterday includes a very brief story about a RAK. (I felt so badly for your daughter while reading this - even though I know it was years and years ago)

Nicely done, Judy.

Jamie Dawn said...

Who knows if she was a kind person doing an angelic deed or a real angel? The fact is she was there at the right moment and met a need.

Anonymous said...

What beautiful stories--both of them. I've been in the place of the sad girl before, sitting out in front of my dorm having just been dumped and left by my boyfriend, staring into space tears trailing. You know, even if you had started your car she probably wouldn't have noticed. I know there must have been people walking around who saw me and wondered, but I didn't see or hear anything for a long time. It was a very surreal moment.

Paul Nichols said...

I'm sending this old post to you cause your story (and Sissypie's) reminded me. And by the way, you left a comment on it at the time.

http://writingfromthehip.blogspot.com/2005/08/open-letter-to-idgie.html