My Guardian--by Emi   Author:  1799  Category:(Angels) Created:(1/26/2003 5:19:00 PM) This post has been Viewed (493 times) I was sitting here at the computer just now, and its like, something seemed to dawn on me or something like that. But, wait, I'm not going about this correctly. Let me start from the beginning. I was talking with Jeremy (Burn #59999) today. We're back together and getting closer every second. I was so lucky that he was there for me when Karen died. I'm lucky so many were there for me, even those who didn't know her, or else I'm not sure what would have happened. I wouldn't be trying to move on. Jeremy is part Mayan, and we were looking through some of the Mayan ruins and stuff. I found some of their hieroglyphics, and I'm just fascinated by it. Jeremy says he feels at home when he looks at those pictures. Even the hieroglyphics seemed natural to him. I even felt this peace fall over me as we were looking at these pictures. I started thinking about Jess, a physic who use to come here a lot. She had told me that in a past life that I was an indian girl. Someone use to put flowers by my bed every night, and I can smell them now sometimes when I'm going to bed. I seemed even more at peace. I turned on some Enya music, because its very peaceful and relaxing. I sat at my computer talking to Jeremy and looking through some of Karen's stories that she had posted. I stopped at the one called "Hi, I'm home!", realizing that she actually was home now. I couldn't stop myself from crying. Even now, I can feel the tension of the tears wanting to come. I typed in a comment, saying that she was home and that I hoped she was at peace now. I felt something that was almost like a small wave of warmth go over me as Enya played and I hit submit. I could see Karen's face and her kind words, and could hear from somewhere distant someone saying, "I'm always here. I always was, I always will be." Then I realized it. I had a guardian angel. We all do. Karen. * Emi * How it changed my life: She's still with us, even if we can't always see her. But if we try hard enough, we can. And, for now, that is what will pull me through. You can join Unsolved Mysteries and post your own mysteries or interesting stories for the world to read and respond to Click here Scroll all the way down to read replies. Show all stories by   Author:  1799 ( Click here ) Spring is coming