I just started collected Willow Tree angels. They're precious. I believe in angels. Right after my sister passed away I was wandering through a store and out of the blue a woman asked me my opinion on a pillow - it had angels on it! I took it as a sign that my sister was telling me she was okay and was now my angel! I had goosebumps at the time.
[ What is life? It is the flash of a firefly in the night. It is the breath of a buffalo in winter time. It is the little shadow which runs across the grass and loses itself in the sunset. - Crowfoot, 1890, on his deathbed. ]
Not weird but - ER MT
