When I was a child I thought I saw an angel. It had wings and kinda looked like my sister. I opened the door so some light could come into the room, and it sort of faded away. My mother said it was probably my Guardian Angel.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
When I look back on my life, I wonder how I survived - my mother said I had a guardian angel.
Given the eclectic and constantly shifting nature of my metaphysical inclinations, I will probably never feel certain exactly what an angel is.
It is impossible to see the angel unless you first have a notion of it.
I didn't believe in a guardian angel when I was young. I was brought up in the Protestant faith, and the one thing you had over your Catholic friends was that you didn't have those awful saints chivvying you around.
My mom's an angel, bless her heart, for everything I put her through.
Since my illness, I've felt the presence of my angels.
I think we all do have a guardian angel. I believe they work through us all the time, when we are thoughtful and good and kind to each other.
No, I never saw an angel, but it is irrelevant whether I saw one or not. I feel their presence around me.
I saw a photo of a Christian Lacroix couture dress when I was in my teens and decided right then that that's how I wanted to look on my wedding day. In my mind, that's what angels looked like.
I've had an angel on my shoulder all my life.