I am so honored to present this book with over fifty stories from people who have gotten a love note from their loved ones in Heaven.
It took a while to choose the stories. Each one was so sweet and heart touching. Some were comical. Others made me laugh out loud.
Quite a few of my stories are sprinkled between the chapters.
God works in funny ways. I met my angels when I was at my lowest point. I was a good Catholic girl who made room for my Guardian Angel on my desk seat in first grade. I knew they were there; I’d just never been visited by them until years later.
I asked them to come when I was in the midst of a massage. The masseuse put her hand on my heart and I exploded in tears. Everything that I’d held in came out with volcano force. I thought I must be having a breakdown and asked my angels to be near. When two arrived, my tears and shaking calmed instantly. I felt a peace like I’d never ever known. I was in a sacred place.
From being at a low point, I was guided to open Anne’s House of Angels…gifts from the heart. I wanted to share that feeling of complete peace with others.
I opened my store, on my dad’s birthday, in his honor. Just before I was supposed to open, I had a moment of pure fear. I sat at the desk with the key in my hand shaking. What was I thinking? People would think I was crazy seeing angels! What ever made me think I could do this?
In the midst of my panic, a lace angel hanging on the wall began to play Somewhere Over the Rainbow, all by herself. This was a song I sang as a child with my dad. I cried, wiped my tears and sang Happy Birthday to my dad and opened the door.
It was a small gift store that attracted people with broken hearts, loss, and spiritual seekers. Teenagers, old folks, and parents with toddlers came too. It seemed there were many people seeking angelic peace. It was one of the best times of my life. I had a purpose.
Anne’s House of Angels was born. Before long, visitors came and told me stories about signs from their loved ones. When I added mine, we all had goose bumps. The title for the book, Angel Bumps, was chosen because while goose bumps ad angel bumps may look the same, Angel Bumps usually appear when there is no chill in the air. They arrive when we’re thinking about someone we lost. When we see something that reminds us of them or we feel their presence. I liken it to an angel’s wing brushing you lightly.
I truly honor the people who shared their stories. Many had tears writing them. It was painful for some to re-live the memories. One in particular, had a very difficult time telling her story. When she finished, she was lighter and brighter. Just releasing the feelings she’d held onto for years, was cathartic.
And so the excitement continues. Angel Bumps is at the final edit stage right now. It’s so hard to send the book off when I’ve become attached to all the stories. Remember that feeling when you have a baby and the nurse takes her to the nursery? That’s where I am right now. I’m waiting for Angel Bumps to return to me.
I’ll keep you posted! No baby gifts required.