Maybe She Was An Angel…

Have you ever had a friendly connection with certain people because of their energy and their vibe? They’re the kind of people that make you say, to them, “I love your energy!” because it’s what they pass along and spread to you. The next thing you know, you are in a good feeling because of them. These are the kind of people/friends you need in your life to have a positive life. That kind of experience happened to me last year.

Last summer, I would always see this elderly lady at the park getting in her miles a day. She’d always carry a stick with her and walk for what seemed like hours. She’d walk by me and smile a gentle smile everytime. One morning my car wouldn’t start. As I was sitting in the car she came up to me and asked if I needed help. I didn’t know the reason why my car wouldn’t start but she popped open my hood and told me my battery had died and that she would jump it for me. Relieved and embarassed at the same time, I thanked her. She went on to tell me the story of how she learned things from her husband and the good ole days. Moments later, a few minutes of chatting with her became an hour of laughing in conversation in the parking lot.

She told me her name was Lily and that she walks from 8am until 10am almost every morning. She told me she was in her seventies and that walking helped with her blood pressure and diabeties. I told her that my mom had the same issue and she said, “Yes, well she definitely needs to start walking.”

Later, I ended up getting my mom to walk with me and she started to feel brand new and was glad I talked to her into it. Had it not been for Mrs. Lily my mom wouldn’t have gotten the courage with me to walk. (I had been asking her for years to go on walks with me lol)

A new year came and I had gotten a new car. I would continue to go to the park and inhale the fresh air over the cascading lake, but my sweet Mrs. Lily was no where to be found. I would say a silent prayer that she was okay and that I’d meet her again one day. One evening as I was walking, I was hoping I’d walk by her. (I was losing hope that I ever would see her again.) Somehow, I noticed a lady that looked like Mrs. Lily, but she was thinner and had a grey afro. She smiled at me with that familiar gentle smile and I gasped saying, “Mrs. Lily?! Is that you?” ๐Ÿ˜Š I was so happy to see my friend again and she was happy to see me too. I explained to her how I always hoped to see her again and she told me she started coming to walk at 6am with a few friends. We caught up for a few minutes, but I really wished it was longer. We said our see you laters and went our own way…hoping to have another friendly encounter with each other again. That was the last time I saw her and I’ll never forget her. I wish I had asked for a way to stay connected with her, but I didn’t want to seem creepy lol

I would question if Mrs Lily were an angel because I never ran into her anymore since then. She had this grey hair like white snow and had that grandmotherly feeling. Sometimes just talking to her instantly made me vibrate high and she was filled with high vibrational energy. Well, angels are known to vibrate high. Unfortunatly you never run into these people again and sometimes you do.

Why is that?

No one knows.

Maybe she was an angel. ๐Ÿ˜‡

2 thoughts on “Maybe She Was An Angel…

  1. I absolutely loved this blog post. I was smiling from start to end. I often wonder about the people in our lives who touch our lives in passing. I had that moment with a stranger on the train years ago and her words still stay with me.

    It also makes me wonder if I’ve ever been that person for other people.

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    1. It really does make you think. Maybe angels enter us to inspire others just for the moment or maybe they were angels (or ghosts lol) I believe special encounters occur for a reason when aligned with the universe. Thank you so much for your response new friend!!! ๐Ÿ˜‡๐Ÿงก๐Ÿ’•

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