Written by Shenise Gatson
My two-old daughter smiles at angels.
She is my angel too. My earthly angel.
As we watched television together one evening, my daughter pointed into the air, towards the ceiling. “Look, mommy,” she said.
“What do you see, sweetheart?” I asked absentmindedly.
“Look, mommy,” she repeated. “Angel.”
I paused, heart pounding, “Where is the angel?”
Her beautiful dark brown eyes connected with mine, “Right there.”Continue reading