Anasia Mosley

Angel Of Mine

Not long ago I worked the night shift at a retirement home from eleven at night to seven in the morning Well ofcourse the amtosphere of being in a nursing home is a bit sad itself Knowing that these men and women had fought in wars ,were nurses and had families .Basically just waiting for jesus to take them home .This one particular morning I talked to a woman name Mrs.Rogers. I will never forget it .She was from Long Island , New York .In her 90s and had the sqeakiest softest little voice .She was very sweet . That morning we had talked about her life and some of her experiences .She was feeling down and I didn't like seeing her sad . She had told me she had been married fifty years until her husband died .She wasnt able to have children so she adopted them and had lots of dogs . She had told me She had even went to go see Frank Sinatra in concert . That excited me even more because I favored him so much I had asked her how did she know her husband was the one . She smiled as if she was trying to keep from crying and said he was always a friend first. He had followed me across the country Thats how i knew . Little did she know we had helped each other .I was holding onto a toxic relationship for six years .I thought he was the one .When she said thats when I realized I had deserved much better. She had told me her children sold her house and her car .Thats why she was feeling down. All I could do was apologise .I gave her a little bit of encouragement that every thing is going to be okay . She said to me "One more thing ,I would be ever so grateful if you would open the blinds for me ." She said in her thick northern accent . I fixed her shoes and walked over to the window to open the blinds. After that I clocked out and two weeks later it was around thanksgiving .I was off the day of thanksgiving but when I came back .I went to do my daily rounds and I asked the head nurse why there was a grey lock on her door knob . I was looking forward to our little talks . She had told me Mrs Rogers died from a respitory infection . I stopped in my tracks and my heart broke into a million peices . I cried so bad but I still had to work. Thats one of the hardest things Ive had to do in life . The pain in my heart ,throat. and eyes was so unbearable . The next day I was sitting on the couch at work . I mumbled under my breath I need a hug . All of sudden I felt this cold presence wrapped their arm around my shoulder . It was comforting and frightening at the same time because no one was around me .I knew it was her , and then it went away . It couldn't have been a coincedence I mean the doors were closed and it was warm inside . I had learned a valuable lesson .That God is real and angels are real . Make the best out of the life experiences he gives you . Most importantly be kind .You never kow when it's your time to go or if your story can have an impact on those around you. Thats when I knew she is in a better place and most likely at a Frank Sinatra concert reunited with her husband in heaven . She is at peace now . Knowing that makes my soul smile .