There are angels in our lives, without halos on their heads, without wings on their backs, but with enough good intentions for us to last a lifetime. They live people, and if we scrolled through our contacts carefully enough, we might chance upon a name or two. If we spared the time to ponder, their selfless deeds will scream at us, and we’ll feel our unworthiness at having such people in our lives. If the only unbelievably awesome person you know is a character in a soap opera, how lonely you must be. If you know no such person, I’m sad for you.
If life was a free fall, mortal angels would be the parachutes. If life was a dry fast, they’d be the breakfast. If life was a string of humongous unfamiliar words, they’d be the dictionary to it. If life was a journey to the 900th floor, they’d be the elevator. If life was a large chunk of meat, they’d be the spice and sauce that simmer it to scrumptiousness. If life was a hard wooden bench, they’d be the cushions that turn it into a comfy sofa.
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