Tuesdays With The Angels- The Angels On The Writers’ Shoulders 8

 My son, Mike, has such a kind heart. Soon after I lost my husband, Steve, I went to visit Mike in LA. It was my birthday and I thought my writing novels was a thing of the past. But then Mike gave me a beautiful butterfly card. It read, “I know these months have been hard but I want you to know how proud I am of you. You will find your wings and fly again soon.” Amazing to me there were butterflies lighting softly on a huge beautiful flowered bush on a wall outside my hotel window. I decided right then I would find the creativity inside to write another book in the Mystic Bay Series and butterflies would somehow be a theme.  It took a while but finally I started working on the book I would later call Town of Angels

In the story set in Mystic Bay again, the main character, Angel Ken, sends comfort and healing with a wave of butterflies from his hand. I so loved writing these scenes just as much as  writing angels flying at night when no one can see them. In the story when bully, Klaus Waxman, comes to town calling out the angel sightings as fraudulent publicity stunts, Angel Ken is there.  With an inspiring angel debate and kindness from the town Angel Ken is able to refute Klaus’ claims. Angel Ken uses his angel wisdom  to eventually help the lonely sad man.

As I wrote, the idea of butterflies became comforting to me as well. I realized how Mike’s special card with a butterfly on it had given me such a wonderful avenue to tell my angel stories.  In the story children, Val and  Billy Jo, delight as butterflies land on their fingers and shoulders.. 

A few months after I published Town of Angels a wonderful thing happened. My daughter, Elizabeth, called me from her home in New York City. “Mom  we’ve been sitting on the steps of our apartment building each afternoon and a butterfly has been coming around even landing on us!”Each day for a week an admiral butterfly visited them.  Once it landed on my son in law’s finger. Then the next time it landed on my daughter’s shoulder. The final time it landed on the baby’s shoulder. After a week’s visitation the butterfly was gone. Was this a coincidence? I would like to believe there are no coincidences. I believe angels sent butterflies to my family as a joyful gift from heaven, a reminder of love. Will I write another story about angels and butterflies? I already have.

 

 

Tuesdays With The Angels-The Angels On The Writers’ Shoulders-5

It was Christmas years ago. My likable teenaged student with special needs, I’ll call Hank, was one of seventeen children. His tennis shoes were tattered and worn.  A decision was made that Christmas. I bought him some new tennis shoes and he was thoroughly delighted and thanked me.

I enjoyed watching Hank walk to class now proud of his new shoes for the rest of the year. Hank always had a smile on his face. On one of our last days of school Hank walked into class with the shoes I had given him in the same box they came in. “I got new shoes,” he said. ” Thank you.” There were new shoes on his feet and the ever present smile on his face.

“Oh please keep them, they were a gift from me to you!”  I never saw Hank again since he moved when school was over. He did write me a letter the next year and I wrote him back. Years later I  keep the tradition going of giving to children in need for Christmas.

 I’ll never forget the joy on Hanks’ face when he knew he had two pairs of shoes to wear or the sincerity of his thank you. You see all my students are still with me. Every one of them angels on the writers’ shoulders.