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Quirky Angel |
By
Susan Parcheta
Have you ever lost anything that you loved sentimentally, and that you thought you’d never get back, but you did?
Have you ever loved anyone, and lost them, and they don’t come back, except in spirit?
The first week of January each year I think of Angel Whispers,
and I’m reminded of the column I wrote the winter of 2005 for our local
paper, Fowlerville News & Views. I was moved by the response to it
at the time. I share it again here:
Soft as the whisper of angels, the New Year settled in
gently this January…unlike last year when my elderly parents were in and out of
hospitals…once even at the same time…and my father succumbed to cancer in a
valiant fight at year’s end.
He was buried on Jan. 6…Epiphany…a year ago, on a bitter
winter day. Fittingly, the cemetery’s name is North Star.