Guardian Angel
By Wendy Jean
Death is not the end. In this case it was a new beginning.
Thanks to Arwen’s Tears and Sarah Goodwoman for your help.
I was standing in front a bright circular entrance of some sort. I was not quite sure how I got here. A pretty lady who seemed familiar gestured me to come inside, so in I went . All at once I snapped out of my daze as I walked to a very young version of my mom.
“Hello dear,” she said with a tight hug That felt incredibly good. Tim, how much do you remember? she asked.
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