Is there a special angel in your life...someone who has helped you get through a difficult time with their kindness and support?
If there is such a person, let me know about her/him and I will post your remarks.
Eileen
My special angel has to be my sister Holly. For 3 years she has been used by God to help me get through this pd/agoraphobia.
She is a kind, patient, and understanding person who really listens no matter how busy she is.
She takes the time to stop and listen when I tell her something. She is my very special angel sent from God.
The special angel in my life is my sister by far...She is always there for me no matter what..she understands my moods and never judges me for them...she worries about me and tells me daily that she loves me
I really believe she is sent from above, because she loves unconditionally...She doesn't scold me when I'm feeling like I just can't go on..She only says to me " You are the strongest person I know and you won't let this beat you"
Well, that makes me realize I can do it a while longer.. I not only have panic attacks but live in constant pain..and she understands it when I'm a little short with her, she doesn't hate me for it or turn away from me.
She is the best friend in the world...I wrote this poem about her and would like to share it with all of you and you are welcome to use it for your special sister if you'd like...
My sister is my bright and shinning star.
She is my strength, my rock and friend.
She listens and tries to calm me when it feels I can't go on.
She loves unconditionally.
She has problems of her own, forgets hers and helps with mine.
I only wish I could do something to repay her, for all the times she has been there for me, and knew she had problems that seemed much bigger then mine, but never says a word.
God bless my sister, for she is one of the most deserving people I know. No matter what they say or do to her.
She has one of the biggest hearts of any of the people I have ever meet.
She never gives up on a friendship if it's real.
She is often put down for her ways, but Lord you know her heart. You know her intentions, and even though others curse her for her beliefs. She continues on alone.
Often your people condemn others for what they don't understand. But she doesn't falter from you or the strength you give her.
Her only goal is to help others and make them happy.
Why oh why can't anyone but you and I see that?
No matter what others say or think, she will always be my sister, my friend and my number one.
Oh Lord if only they would take the time to know her as I do, they would change they're way of thinking and love her just as I do.
If time stood still today, and I never heard her voice, I would still be blessed, because of her love.
So God I ask again, bless her with all you have, and give her peace of mind, that someone sees she's kind
Written by:
Londy Smith
The special angel in my life is now and always has been my mother, Eileen. Struggling from panic disorder and agoraphobia for most of her life,
she brought me through my childhood on her own and without ever once showing any of the signs that her disorder exhibit.
I know she did this because she did not want me to inherit any of the panic she suffers and she succeeded.
Because of her morals and guidance, I am the person I am today.
She has always been there to listen to my problems, offer guidance when required
and let me make my own mistakes and learn by them. I am 35 now and still need her as much as I did when I was a child.
Although mom couldn't always take me places,
I can't remember ever wanting for anything and I always felt loved and safe because of her.
Thanks Mom, you are my special angel watching over me.
I am the person I am because of you and only you.
I love you very much.
We met only a short time ago, yet it feels like we have known each other forever.
He has helped me through many rough times including tough family situations,
a 1500 mile move,
and panic attacks.
He holds me and tells me it will be alright.
He makes me supper :).
He brushes my hair and makes me laugh to no end.
He makes me realize the wonderful woman
that is inside of me. He is truly one in a million.
A true blessing in my life
and I have the incredible honor of being his
wife and spending the rest of my life with this amazing man!
My special angel is
Mike came into our lives in the middle 1980's. He was a very tall slender man with a quiet manner who loved God.
The ministry he chose to be a part of was the lost youth in his community.
Mike had a family and a day job, but in the evening and on weekends he spent his extra time working with teenagers in our community..
Gathering the boys and girls together they became a special family.
Mike became a big brother to them giving each of the members of his group special attention to meet their special needs.
Often the kids in Campus Life had problems and needed a mentor to steer them in the proper direction away from all the pitfalls
that often tease teenagers into a direction that will often lead to risky adventures.
Patrick, my youngest son, was introduced to Campus Life by his best friend David.
It was at this time in Patrick's life that he was experiencing some very serious neurological symptoms which caused him to have a pronounced tremor in his body and hands.
He was also having seizures which the medical profession could not give us a diagnosis for.
The kids at Pat's school had ostracized him at age thirteen and often made him the brunt of all their adolescent jokes and teased him.
Pat hated school and was not too fond of anyone in society.
He was a very sick and angry young man. Meeting Mike was like a breath of fresh air for Pat.
Mike accepted the boy, angry and ill into his group.
The group accepted Pat just as he was and made him part of their very unique family.
Early in the summer of the year Patrick met Mike he became seriously ill
and we started the many months of hospitalization as the doctors fought for his life and a diagnosis for his problems.
Twice this summer Pat was hospitalized in critical condition. The first time as the boy thrashed in seizures which perplexed all his doctors
Mike was there beside us praying for Pat's recovery. After the first seizure
Pat's case was moved to a large medical center for special kids far away from our home.
Pat returned home from the hospital on the fourth of July late in the day.
He was tired from the trip and still extremely weak when he walked through the door.
Mike was there to meet him. He had a gift for Pat,
one of the extra large fireworks packages from the booth the club maintained each 4th of July to make money.
Since Pat was very tired Mike smiled at him and said that since Pat was tired
he would postpone the 4th of July celebration for one day and they would shoot off the many special fireworks in the package the next night.
At dusk the following night Mike, Sean and a few special friends had their 4th of July celebration on the 5th.
The next month was a hard one for Pat as he was just beginning to feel better when he was hit with a second seizure.
This time, like the first, they had trouble breaking the seizure which left the boy in a coma.
Mike was there every day for Sean as the unconscious boy fought for his life for a week.
Slowly Pat progressed and soon was awake and out of the second coma.
The doctors were now beginning to understand what his physical problems were and started a different medical treatment on him.
Pat was not only very weak now, but very angry at the world for the trials he was undergoing.
It was Mike now who was his special angel.
Every day for the three weeks Pat was in the hospital Mike would come by to visit and spend hours with the boy.
Mike always had something neat for Pat, from video movies which were funny
to books he would read to the sick boy.
Pat began to get better. Each day he became stronger and it was Mike who was there to help him learn how to walk again,
how to smile, but his greatest gift to Pat was his total acceptance of his problems.
The very angry boy was shown through love and companionship that the world outside was friendly and accepting.
Mike gave the boy back a sense of belonging and love,
but his greatest gift was trust which Pat had lost through his trial by fire.
His world had ostracized him, but not his youth leader, Mike.
Pat was diagnosed with Panic Anxiety Disorder seizure variant complicated by an endocrine problem.
He had the auto immune disorder Hashimoto's Thyroditist.
Pat got better and soon was completely normal.
Mike went on and served all the youth who joined his group
with love, trust and kindness. He helped the teenagers get through this very difficult time in their lives.
Mike gave all of himself to his youthful members.
He kept them off drugs, and in school. He provided them a beacon of success as each year passed.
Mike gave his life to the special youth in our community.
Mike Van Horn was diagnosed with a terminal cancer at the age of 38 and died not long after.
He left his wife and two children behind.
The memory of Mike and his teaching will live in each of the teenagers he served
as he was then and now THEIR SPECIAL ANGEL.
