Guardian Angel

The Victorian guardian angel print soothes me at night when I lay awake.  It hangs on the wall to the right of my side of the bed. The blonde-haired angel reminds me of my daughter Alix, and the blonde-haired child whose hand she holds evokes her younger sister. The guardian angel protects against the black snake that emerges from the water and slithers onto the wooden plank ready to strike the child.  I like to think Alix joined the ranks of the guardian angels. Whenever my younger daughter is in an hour of need, I call on Alix to watch over her. Her sister also reaches out. Nowadays Alix is well positioned to channel divine intervention. How I wish a guardian angel had extended her hand and saved Alix from death at age twenty-five.