Monday, October 31, 2011

My angel

I shed some tears today which has finally become and exception to my life rather than the rule.  Not so many months ago I celebrated if a day went by where I didn't cry.  Now that it's a rarity I was caught off guard when I noticed the wet streaks on my face.  Andrea crawled over to me and pulled to a standing position.  She looked at me-- studied me-- and reached her delicate fingers out and tried to pinch a tear off my cheek.

There's a quote from the book Silas Marner, by George Eliot, that says: “In old days there were angels who came and took men by the hand and led them away from the city of destruction. We see no white-winged angels now. But yet men are led away from threatening destruction: a hand is put into theirs, which leads them forth gently towards a calm and bright land, so that they look no more backward; and the hand may be a little child's.”

I read that book in high school and loved it then, but I understand it now.

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