Something to hold on to
I have a little pin. It’s an angel pin. When I left the USA, the only woman I ever loved gave it to me. She said it is made out of her birth stone. She said keep it with me so that I don’t feel alone. Since then I keep the angel pin in a special frame. But every time I go hiking, I take the angel out of the frame and bring it with me. If something very bad happens to me, if I lose all the strength to stand, if I lose all the hope to live, I will still have my guardian angel with me to hold on to.
She probably has no idea how important that angel is to me just like she had no idea how important she was to me.