So, do you believe in angels? I never really thought I did, maybe I still don't - I'm not sure.
Why do I ask? Because I think I met one today.
I was driving along the river today, and I saw what looked like a Navy ship docked in our little "terminal". I couldn't quite see what it was at 45 miles per hour, so I flipped around and pulled into the parking lot. Even at a stand still I couldn't figure out what type of ship it was (at least I know not to call it a boat anyway). So I grabbed my camera, thinking I'd send it to my Dad and ask him what it was, when I realized that I couldn't (it's those little moments that suck). I took a moment, regrouped and then got out of the car to take some pictures anyway. I figured that I'd show Scott, maybe he would know.
Just as I was getting back in the car a big truck pulled up and an older gentleman waved me over. I figured he needed directions or something, I was wrong. He had seen that I was taking pictures and so he started telling me that the ship had arrived this morning, that it was the recently commissioned USS Freedom, that it was here to be fitted with some of it's artillery at our Coast Guard station. Then he proceeded to tell me about the special coating on the hull and all the other "stealth" features. I started to laugh to myself - this man was telling me all the things that my Dad would have known and would have been telling me!
So today I believe in angels, because today I was having a bad day and today my Dad came to tell me that it was ok.
Current Music: I Have a Dream - ABBA (everyone needs a little ABBA now and then!)
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
Do You Believe?
Posted by Mandy Lou at 8:30 PM
Labels: devastated, loss, love
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5 comments:
I'm sorry you were having a bad day and I'm glad something came along to make it better.
This was beautiful...
I love this story. Because even if it was mere coincidence, the fact that there was this stranger who was kind to you is just amazing!
awww...i'm glad your day was brightened by the words of a stranger.
i hope your day was better after that.
I have those moments every once in a while. They make for rough days. But, I feel like your Dad arranged for someone to be there with you during that one. My mom does the same for me now and then.
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