There’s a place I go to whenever I need to. It’s not a place I can walk, drive or fly to but a place I can go to find peace in my own mind. I drove on a highway to New Mexico years ago after my daughter died. It seemed the angels had placed a sign on the way  just for me. It was near an Native American Reservation. I knew instantly the name was meant for the peace of mind I needed to pull myself to. It is such a beautiful name, Fort Courage.

That memory of the sign etched in my mind still helps me travel  the journey I am on to find peace. Over twenty years have come and gone but I know one thing for sure. All of us lose ones we love, all of us suffer pain and longing for those we must wait to see again in the great beyond.

But to find courage is a blessing. The angels have such a place in my life that I ask them all the time to give me courage and strength for the days ahead. I ask them please take me to Fort Courage. Help me find peace, the peace of knowing a beautiful reunion lies ahead..

I know a couple who went to a small high school years ago. Whoever thought of this ingenious way to have Prom in the high school probably didn’t realize they were implementing a possible solution to bullying. This is a  most wonderful idea for Prom night where  kids won’t feel left out or could be  subjected to bullying.

Students picked names to go to the Prom. Everyone has a date. Boyfriend and girlfriends have to go with whoever they picked from the hat. Those that might have felt left out or embarrassed were given respect by everyone because everyone had a date. Everyone was treated equally. The couple said to this day the high school runs the Prom this way. What a lovely thought, a way to counteract bullying. It’s a  team effort to go to Prom now and everybody wins.  And of course, remember what the angels know…the bully never wins. 

Teaching children to handle bullying was primary in my teaching career. These children are most vulnerable yet can be taught tools to help. One teacher I admired taught a very timid student a most remarkable way to counteract the bullying. The teacher taught Tammy, a teenager,  to stand up for herself when other children would tease her by saying and spelling the word, R U D E!  Then Tammy  would add with a smile, “How rude!” It was remarkable to witness this  extremely quiet and shy teenage girl  to actually find power in her comment given with humor  back to those bullies. The teacher found a way to strengthen Tammy’s self esteem and Tammy  enjoyed her newfound strength. Teaching all children to stand up for themselves makes the angels sing. 

Town of Angels, my third novel in the Mystic Bay Series is available on Amazon in paperback and ebook. It was a long time coming writing this book so timely as bullying is a worthy topic of today.
A quote I wrote for my news piece,” Kindness is a strength and mixed with courage it can take a bully’s breath away.” I have found this to be true in my own life. As I wrote this book, I realized kindness is the very essence of my life with my family, friends and work. Giving to others, being gentle and kind is our gift from God.  Town of Angels was truly inspired by dreams and daydreams and thinking about angels. 

Dream big and be kind along the way. I believe kindness is the truest expression of love.

In my new novel, Town of Angels, I decided to write a theme about bullying. I self reflected a lot as I wrote daily. I have never written my own account of bullying until now. For now more than ever is the time to step forward and make a statement not in fiction form but in truth. In high school there was a boy I’ll name Luke. He pestered me, yelled at me in the hallways and gave me dirty looks and told people vicious lies about me. I was friends with his girlfriend and he was jealous. I had little self esteem at the time due to unfortunate circumstances in my family and so I didn’t know how to handle it. There was no parent, teacher or counselor to help me yet I always knew God and his angels were there somewhere. I was so afraid of Luke I would never call him on his behavior. Instead, I took another route. I went on striving to do things I never thought  possible. I graduated college, grad school and had a blessed family. I was a Special Education teacher for twenty-five precious years. I’ve written three books and love helping as a volunteer for Love House Kids Program in Phoenix. I’ve come along way from the underachieving sensitive girl who let the bully in to hurt me. In reflection, I was always protected by the magnificent  love that comes from above. I hope to leave the earth as the best human being I can possibly become. You see, in Town of Angels, the bully doesn’t win of course. For love is more powerful than hate and loving yourself enough to pull through any unkindness can beat any bully at his game. Kindness, joy, hope and love are the enduring messages from the angels.

He was my student several years ago. Daniel, a boy with Down’s Syndrome had the love and support of a caring family and was a delight to teach. He flourished working in a supermarket in our program. He loved singing and one school day he said he was sorry for something he thought he did wrong by bringing his kazoo to class and singing me an I’m sorry song. His smile, the memory of his wonderful personality and love of singing will melt my heart forever. I recently saw him at a party given for him in his honor. He obviously has been an angel on earth to his family and friends.  To me Daniel earned his wings the day he was born! So many of the people with special needs light up the room when they enter. Their light is filled with kindness, innocence and love.

One of my dearest friends, Laura, told me she recently met a nice woman in a restaurant. The woman invited her to sit at an outside table where the conversation was friendly and turned after a while to angels. The woman told this story:

The woman’s sister had been gravely ill. Since her sister’s husband was one who sees angels he walked into their bedroom before she died to find a male angel sitting on the bed by his wife. The angel told his wife that she would be an angel when she passed away. Then the angel showed her a book. In the book were all the faces of the people she would help. 

This is one of the most beautiful stories I’ve ever heard. The dying sister was truly comforted.  Not only had she been loved but her guardian angel came to tell her of her new angel life awaiting. What a serendipitous meeting it was for my friend Laura. She not only met a new friend but found comfort as did I in the loveliest of angel stories.

I just completed Town of Angels, my third novel in the Mystic Bay series. I decided to write the character of Klaus, a bully, who comes to Mystic Bay because bullying is such a topic of our times.  It is with heartfelt passion that I wrote this story for the bully must never win. We are our children, grandchildren and future generations of children’s voices. I ask the angels everyday to help in all situations. I believe angels are with us unseen but present. My new novel was written with inspirations from angels through dreams, real life issues and those wonderful angels on earth we all know and love. Dear characters Madam Norma and Angel Ken work together in my novel to tame the bully. Will they? Town of Angels will be coming to you 2019!

Paul, though not his real name, was a favorite student of mine. Always smiling and singing. He was a teen when he came into my work program for kids with special needs. Some teachers told me he’d never work out in our program because of too many behaviors. But I found him to be a delight. He worked first volunteering then I placed him in a job at McDonalds where he flourished. Then he worked in a grocery store. When we’d have the breakfast each year to honor our employers and places that let the kids learn job skills, Paul would sing his thank you.  Each student had to get up and say thank you to their boss or supervisor.  

One day Paul and I were alone driving to a job site.  The radio was on and I always had country music on as there are no swear words. The kids grew to love the music. As we drove along Paul and I sang along with the song. He said to me, “Mrs. Sharpe, I like you. You’re nice to me! ” “I like you too Paul, I replied. “Thank you because you’re nice too.” That was years ago but the last I heard Paul was married and had two jobs
. Pretty great for the kid who might have not been in the work program. You see, with my students. I never gave up!

Over the years teaching children with special needs I found myself in awe of their wholesomeness. The first student that touched my heart was named Heather. Her middle name was Angel. I worked in a community center in a day long  program for these children. Heather was a fun and lively nine year old with a heart of gold. My first student with Down’s Syndrome, she paved the way for me to grow to love them all. I was so new and knew very little about children with disabilities but had wanted to teach these children since high school where I volunteered with girls with special needs who came to our school to learn to swim. Teaching Heather was a joy and her parents were the nicest people who encouraged their children with hope and boundless love. It’s been years since I saw her or her parents. It is my hope that Heather is somewhere happy, healthy and enjoying life for she was a wonderful child. Her favorite thing to say to me was, “Jody, you nut” and “Jody cowboy.”  Heather made such an impact in my life that in my novels The Angel’s Daughter  and To Catch an Angel, a few female characters have Angel as their middle name. Heather is the name of a child adopted in To Catch an Angel. I always will be grateful to all my students and Heather, the first student who stole my heart.