Before I head back out to work this morning, I need to remind myself that we are surrounded by angels in our lives. It's been difficult for me to watch or listen to the news lately. So much death and tragedy in the world we live in. We are blessed to live here and at this time. Yes, I realize World War III has probably started in the Middle East and things are really getting ugly out there. I'm not blind to the evil. I just will not allow it to take harbor inside me. I choose to surround myself with goodness.
As most of you reading this blog know, my wife Christina starts chemotherapy on Wednesday. Before she starts, we plan on having a once in a lifetime bottle of vino. It was given to us by an angel. He has been so generous to Christina and myself over the past two years. I am comforted daily knowing that he is in our lives. I am a better person for meeting him. We had lunch and spent Sunday afternoon with two other angels. There was talk of cancer and the treatment plan but there was also lots of laughs. They have been in my life for 30 years and counting. I am blessed with their friendship. The night before, we had dinner (cancer invite) with one of Chris' close friends at her job. She and her husband are great people who we plan on seeing more often. Our lives will be fuller with them around us.
The angels on our Pandora channel played "live like you were dying" by Tim McGraw twice last night. Actually , they played it ten minutes apart. I guess we needed an extra reminder that we are mortal. We will all pass on someday. I pray that your day is way over the horizon and that angels lift you up the moment you leave this planet.
Christina has angels all around her. From the time she was a little girl in Stockton to today, she has been anointed with blessings. She has had teachers, uncles and aunts and countless cousins there to guide her along the path and keep her out of danger. Now the staff at UCSF will hold her hand and heal her body. They may not have wings and harps, but they are angels nonetheless.
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