Guardian Angel
So from last nights discussion my Guardian Angel is a real life breathing person. When I started at my college (Anna Maria College) in September 2005 as a freshman (I had failed out of my first college.I wasn't prepared academically but also here's a tip never tell off a Nun.......NOT a good idea). I was in the worst place in my life after surviving a lot of trauma that had left me fairly scarred emotionally and psychologically. I was obese because I was using food when I was angry,sad,happy,anxious etc... food was my go to. My life had crumbled around me and go up in flames. 3 weeks after being at Anna Maria I was out exploring my new surroundings and I happened to wander into one of the buildings on campus which happened to house The Molly Bish Child Advocacy Center (a nationally known child advocacy center run by John and Magi Bish whose daughter Molly at 16 years old in June 2000 was abducted from her lifeguarding post at their local pond. Her skeletal remains were found 3 years later. Her killer is still at large). Being a survivor myself of child abduction and sexual assault at 14 by a friends Father I at first felt that it was coincidence but I have learned through my guardian angel that there are no coincidences with God. After walking into the Center a woman stepped out of her office. She looked me up and down pointed a finger at me and told me,"You you're a survivor. I can help you and I want to help you but you need to want the help. What do you say?" I accepted the help. An hour later after my ex boyfriend called screaming at me (mind you my ex and I had broken up 3 years earlier but we remained friends. He continued to abuse and control me just as a friend...even long distance) she took my phone hung up on him and told me that I was never ever to have contact with him ever again and did I understand. I nodded. 20 minutes later he called back. Patty picked up my phone and told him to never ever call me ever again and to stay away from me.Within 2 hours Patty did what i hadn't been ale to do, she freed me from my 5 year long abusive relationship. I was 20 years old.
1 month later I got the phone call that my 2nd Father had committed suicide. That story is too long to share but a summary is that my 2nd Father was an alcoholic and was bipolar. He was diagnosed August 04 and refused help. He spiraled and 6 months before his death he told me that I was his Savior that if anyone could save him that it was me. I knocked myself out trying.2 weeks before his death he texted me saying goodbye and making me promise that I would graduate college and that I would step up and help my 2nd Mom raise their 3 daughters who had become little sister's to me. I thought about calling my 2nd Mom, his parents, his best friend etc.. to go check on him but I told myself that this was his 7th attempt in 6 months and that more than likely he would just end up in the psych ward yet again. I turned my phone off and I never made that phone call. 2 weeks later I got the call tat he had succeeded in committing suicide. To say that I felt guilty was an understatement. The morning after I got the phone call November 9th (It was a Wednesday) at 7:00 a.m. I went to the chapel on campus so that I could grieve and wail in private. I was on my knees in front of the altar staring up at the stained glass window and having a conversation with God. That conversation was all in my head I never said a word out loud. The conversation was "Ok God if you really truly exist if you really are real NOW would be the time to prove it! I want a sign right here right now to let me know that I am NOT going to be alone in dealing with this until I can get home. I'm 2 hours from home, I haven't made any close friends yet, I hadn't formed any relationships with my Professors to that point. I want a sign that I won't be alone for the next few hours until I can get home to my 2nd Mom and to my sister's." Mind you this was ALL in my head. Also the doors to the chapel squeaked loudly.If anyone had come into that chapel I would have heard them and that door never opened. About a minute later I saw a light flicker out of the corner of my eye and go out. Being the Student director of Campus Ministry I thought it was the candle by the monstrance that had gone out and I was working myself into a piissy fit about having to be the one to deal with the candle when I looked over and realized that it was NOT the candle but hat a woman, the same woman from a month earlier in the Molly Bish Center was sitting by the monstrance. She was bathed in the most BEAUTIFUL light that I have ever seen (think Touched By An Angel when Monica, Tess or Andrew revealed themselves as being an angel) she called me over to her and sat me down. She took my hands in her eyes she looked me right in my eyes and told me,"You're not alone" I nearly fell off my chair!! I asked her,"Excuse Me?!" She said,"That's what you wanted to know isn't it? I'm here to tell you that you're not alone" She had information on me, on my 2nd family and on my 2nd Father and on his passing that I had never told her and that had not been released vi the police report but that ws in fact accurate. It turned out that her Father had also committed suicide 11 years to the day of us being in that chapel. Patty became my mentor and frakly I can think of no other earthly explanation for the information that she had and fo the fact that I can be thinking,"I should call Patty" or for the times when I'm about to do or say something that I shouldn't where out of the blue she'll call me.....then the fact that she is a literal angel of God.