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Category Archives: Angel’s Prayers
Tuesdays With The Angels-Our Children Should Be Our #1 Priority To End Bullying
Hello all, I ask the angels throughout the day what to say in my blogs and words and sentences come to me. So the messages today are about our children and grandchildren. They deserve to learn about respect and kindness. Many children have been the victims of bullying whether they’ve been picked on for their special needs, or differences in race, color or shy and vulnerable ways. In any situation bullying is destructive to their well being.
Here we are witnessing leaders of our country bullying folks in the news while defending their actions. How sad it is. Don’t they know their children and other people’s children are watching, listening and learning its the norm to bully?
When I was young, there was civility mostly in our society. I pray to bring us back to a more respectful world for the sake of our children, grandchildren and all around the world.
Compassion is as much a part of love as kindness is. We need to teach our children to be kind, respectful of others and kind and respectful to themselves. Teaching them every life is precious is primary for them to grow up to be productive, caring adults.
The angels messages give me hope. Angels are near us I’m sure of it. I met one once in human form. He changed my life for the better with kind and hopeful words. In all my novels, childrens book and my memoir, the themes are there for all my readers to see. The messages are from the angels I believe. The angel’s words come to me to believe in hope for our children. Hope is a prayer away.
Tuesdays With The Angels- Angel Inspirations Children & Animals
In 1995, this very day, I lost my daughter, Kate. At nineteen she was beautiful, bright, in love with her boyfriend, and glowing going to college. She loved her family, her dogs and cat and her friends. Her promise of a bright future was there for the making but her future was to be with God.
I have learned so many things these years gone by. So many lessons learned that I can’t put them all down on paper. I do know for sure that love is the answer to everything. My twins, Mike and Elizabeth, who are adults now, have shown me with grace and fortitude their ongoing love for life and others. As teens when Kate died, they had a wisdom way mature for their age. They are kind human beings, my daughter, an incredible mother and my son a loving uncle.They help others in need and of course love animals as our whole family does.
Years ago my journey through grief was helped by my children’s love. My dear friend Nancy, took me on a girl’s trip years ago to help my sorrow. There we met a man I’m sure was an angel. One day he was at a store in Houston politely talking to us and the next day there he was again in a town we had never been to an hour away in another store. His presence astounded us and he told us he would see us at the airport. Then we turned away for a moment and when we looked back he was gone from the store. We went outside but he was nowhere. I know he was an angel there to comfort, letting me know Kate was safe in God’s hands.
Because of him, and in memory of my Kate, I have written ten books. There is only love in the books I write, all with angel themes. My novella’s, my memoir about teaching children with special needs, and my children’s book, all were inspired by the angel and my love for Kate, my family and my own gift of life.
My angel inspirations today, this day of remembrance and love, is to keep on loving, forgiving, hoping, praying for all to find places in their hearts for others, to know their blessings, to help those who need us the most, the children and animals, the innocent ones of our world. Is there another book about angels in my ever-growing imagination? Always. Here is my latest.

Tuesdays With The Angels- Angel Inspirations-Animal Rescue
Bless The Beasts and the Children, one of my favorite songs from the seventies, has a wonderful lyric. “Keep them safe, keep them warm.” I’ve written many times about protecting our children from man’s inhumanity to man. As of now bullying is considered almost the norm in politics, dividing people. However, I also feel strongly about the well being of our animal friends. Protecting them from animal abuse has recently driven me to write it as a main theme in my new novel coming soon.
My husband and I have rescued many animals and continue to advocate for them around the world, whether companions to people or in the wild. They are innocent and vulnerable and the poor way some individuals regard them shows all of us what these people are made of. Animals can’t speak for themselves. Just like we all should share in protecting the children of the world, we are also the animals’ voices of hope. I believe in hope, love and helping those who need our strength and our kindness.
Angels inspire me. Why? Because I surely met an angel in human form once when the loss of my daughter turned the light out in my being for a time. And all these years later as the light turned on knowing angels were really near, I became a writer, writing about angels with novels storied with goodness, kindness and redemption.
Taking care of those who have no voice is my fervid hope. Children and the animals of the world need to thrive. Bless the Beasts and the Children. Everyday I ask the angels for help with problems, as I navigate this precious life I’m given. I am always sure they are telling me to follow my heart. I know for sure they are listening.

Tuesdays With The Angels- Angel Inspirations- Being Champions For Our Children
I was a special education teacher for twenty-five wonderful years. When I retired I wrote my memoir, Special Needs Children The Angels On My Shoulder. I’d always had a heart for children, animals, the earth and those in need. Where did it come from?As a child I remember being around nine and witnessing bullying. A little girl with special needs, who would be diagnosed as a child with Down’s Syndrome today, rode her bike past school each morning. She was not allowed in regular public school in those years. Other children were laughing and calling her names and it made me hurt for her. Wondering why she wasn’t in school and why they were mean to her was embedded in my heart. I knew even then I would never be mean like those kids were.
Now that I am a grandmother, and a writer, I reflect on the makeup of people in our world. Some have the hearts for others and some are the bullies of the world. Why? The bullies teach us how not to be, I know that for sure. Yet, why can’t they change or can they? In our warring world today, where bullying by politicians and others is accepted as near normal, . we must keep loving, keep caring and keep on. The children of the world are watching how we handle life day by day. There is a theory that those bullying adults have been bullied themselves and their jealousy and rage come from childhood experiences and the lack of love.
When I write my novels there is always a bully character who has an awakening and changes his or her ways to good in the end. This is what I pray for. This is why I write. Because as I say and write frequently, the bully never wins. Loving our children and helping them learn how to treat others, that’s the winning way. Being a champion for our innocent children, this is love’s triumph! Ask the angels because even the thought of them inspires me with hope and determination.

Tuesdays With The Angels-Angel Inspirations
Angels have surely been with me all my life. As a child I had shelter, comfort but parents who I couldn’t totally rely on. Yet, I made it through decades of living making good choices along the way. Where did the resilience come from? It was faith, faith in the knowledge of a higher power that I call God. Sometimes contemplating this gift of life is overwhelming. The knowledge that billions of people have lived before me and during my life time is indeed humbling. But I have been given the ability to write positive stories about angels. How?
After my daughter, Kate, passed away years ago, I met a man I know was an angel. He comforted me with his presence one day at a chance meeting in a store and then the next day of my vacation, there he was again unexpectedly walking up to me and my friend when we were an hour away in a different town and store. His presence and meeting helped me through the grief that encompassed my whole being. He inspired me to write novels about angels who appear as humans in a town where no one knows the secret. My fictional town of Mystic Bay that I write about have angels watching and guiding people in town just like I’m sure they do in our lives. I believe they encourage us through unseen and sometimes seen messages. Knowing angels are near inspires me to be as kind as I can be in all life’s circumstances. To be resilient and have enthusiasm for life with no resentment toward others has changed my life.
As I write my books I hope to inspire just one person to keep fire and gratefulness in their heart for the goodness in life.
I’m just a speck on our planet that is just a speck in the universe. However, in the never ending vastness of the universe, I know there is a higher power. I know the loved ones who have gone on before me, like my daughter, Kate, will be waiting somewhere when my life here on earth is done. I know how fortunate I was to meet the angel years ago. His memory keeps me grounded, creating and loving life. With gratitude, I humbly walk with inspiration from the angels. More angel inspirations stories to come…
In memory of Kate
Our Gift From God, Our Joy

Tuesdays With The Angels- Knowing Children Are Our Treasures The Way to Peace
Our Children are our treasures. Love and kindness are primary for children to have a wonderful life. In our world today why aren’t we all working together for peace? Do we all want peace for the children’s future? If so, then why isn’t it happening? I shout with my words when I write and if anyone is reading them then that gives me hope. Hope is a prayer and dreaming for peace is a prayer too. I pray to God and the angels to help us find a pathway to end wars and strife for all our sakes.
There is a solution which begins at home by teaching children to accept others differences and viewpoints. War is destroying our world with brutality and yet it continues with it’s consequences of anxiety, fear and distrust . Putting peace in our own life helps protect our vulnerable treasures, the children. For they can’t speak for themselves now but someday they could change the world for the better with learning peaceful ways. Be their advocates. Be their hope.
Tuesdays With The Angels-Every Child In The World Deserves Kindness
When I grew up, I knew angels were near. It just was a belief I held strongly and now that I am older, I still hold fast to this belief. I pray each day that 2024 may be the time the world takes notice of the effect war, bullying and suffering has on all the world’s children.
We are supposed to be children’s role models, their safe havens, their soft place to learn and grow.In my last blog I wrote, “Every child in the world deserves a wonderful life.” I sure wish I could shout out these words for all the world to hear. But my shouting is found in my writing only and as I write, I hope my readers make sure they teach the children in their lives kindness, nourishing them with the emotional fulfillment and love they need to grow into loving adults.
I pray angels will be near guiding us, helping us all understand yet the angels can’t do the work for us. It’s my 2024 hope that every adult will do the best they can for the children in their lives and ultimately the children will learn that bullying and hate are the losers and most importantly, kindness and love will always win again and again.

Tuesdays With The Angels- Angels & Love In Our Hearts
As I write about angels, knowing it is my calling, I have a real angel to thank. Once, my friend and I met a man who I know was an angel. My dear friend, Nancy, encouraged me to go on a girls trip with her to Houston after my daughter, Kate, died tragically. All hope was gone for a happy life without her, I feared. But we met an elderly gentleman who appeared human standing in the mens department of a Houston upscale store. We all said hello. We exchanged pleasantries and then went on our way.
The next day Nancy wanted to shop an hour away in a little town neither of us had ever been to. We had just entered the store but suddenly the same man came up to us. We were surprised to see him. Was it a coincidence? We talked a moment and then he said, “See you at the airport.” We turned away to look at gifts both thinking how odd it was to see him again. We turned back to say goodbye again to the man yet he was gone. It’s been over twenty five years since I’ve seen him, yet I can still see his kind face clearly in my mind. My fear of flying had escalated after my daughter passed away. We went outside and looked up and down the street but he was nowhere. We sat down at a little table outside. We both wondered if he was an angel sent to comfort me. It was then my fear started to leave and the beginnings of hope returned.
I believe angels come when we need them the most. They come to us with a spoken word or a smile. Some angels appear human and some have actually appeared with wings to many of us. I know in my heart that the love light the angels bring us is real. It’s from a higher power, which is God to me.
In these times of trouble in the world, when hate and bullying try to dominate everyone’s thinking, I believe in my heart that thinking about angels and asking for their help truly can change a moment. I pray the angels will help all the children across the world. I pray for their chance to be free, for their peace, for their laughter and song to lift up to heaven. I pray that if we all visualize the world at peace, it will help all of our days and nights. I pray for a world where our grandchildren will be safe, where hate is replaced by love and the bullies of the world will finally see the light of angels and learn what I know to be true. Love is all we ever need. I’m sure I met a real angel that day and I’m also sure all angels whisper to us, “Love is the only way to find a place to call home.”
