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I have discovered that I have some angels in my life. The last couple weeks I was in a panic. I discovered that I wasn't going to recieve any or very little financial aid for the summer term of college. I was worried about paying bills and buying food, and it was bringing up issues from the past. I ended up dropping my classes and trying to find a short term job. The short term job didn't work out, so I did the footwork as best I could and finally got foodstamps, a foodbox from a food bank, and help with my August rent. I was hanging onto my HP with claws, not willing to let go.
The angels came in when I received a gift in the mail last week. I am not a person that accepts gifts easily. I want to be independent and not rely on anyone, and somewhere in the back of my mind my self-esteem says I am not worthy of recieving gifts. I am more comfortable being the giver. This gift reminded me that I am a worthwhile person. That I can say "thank you" and be grateful that people want to be nice to me.
I love those angels, not just because of their gift, but because of the people they are. People with souls and hearts that teach me about myself. They remind me that I have a program and a Higher Power, and the bestest friends any one person could have and that I am deserving of those friends.
Love you guys SenoraBob
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Higher Power doesn't always wrap presents in pretty paper.
SenoraBob, Great for you to notice your angels! I believe that everyone has at least one angel! Until recently, I never paid attention to the potential angels in my life. They are their and they are the people that my higher power uses to reach me on a daily basis.
My angels may be the janitor at school that simply smiles and says have a nice day - or it might be the lady at the cash register of Kroger's that hums a tune while she checks out my order. The angel is a street person that sits wrapped in a blanket not able to make eye contact with anyone. And sometimes it is a chorus of angels seen in nature ~
All of these angles remind me to be grateful for each moment. Amazing how I wasn't able to see these angels (miracles really) while I was so absorbed in my woes ~ as soon as I come out of myself ~ and look to see how I might serve my HPs will in any moment.... I hear his message in these angels.
Thanks so much for sharing about your angels and for reminding me of mine! {{{hugs}}}}}
You are certainly one of my angels. It's hard for me to accept "gifts" too. I am a proud strong woman who doesn't like to admit she needs help, lone enough ask for it or reach out for it. But sometimes these gifts are ones we don't expect from angels we don't know we had. Thanks for the wonderful post, and being who you are.
Love and blessings to you and your family.
Live strong, Karilynn & Pipers Kitty
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(((bob))) I do understand whole heartedly about wanting to be the giver, and hard to be the reciever. I too have a terrible time accepting help, or for that matter asking for help. I dont know what it is with us alanoners. I guess it stems from trying to be people pleasers or something,,who knows......and to accept a compliment from someone is truly hard for me, as I think there is an alterior motive for that. Good on you to reach out when you need it, as we all know you have been there many times when others have reached out for help. Now my question is what was the gift you recieved???..lol...Best Wishes,,,gardengal
I ended up dropping my classes and trying to find a short term job. The short term job didn't work out, so I did the footwork as best I could and finally got foodstamps, a foodbox from a food bank, and help with my August rent. I was hanging onto my HP with claws, not willing to let go. 
I love those angels, not just because of their gift, but because of the people they are. People with souls and hearts that teach me about myself. They remind me that I have a program and a Higher Power, and the bestest friends any one person could have and that I am deserving of those friends.
