tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472738462670456793.post8301021032156570773..comments2023-11-02T09:31:12.644-04:00Comments on Happy Meals & Happy Hour: Angels Among UsSue Wilkeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06611804749003805841noreply@blogger.comBlogger52125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472738462670456793.post-87179877836360786592009-02-25T10:02:00.000-05:002009-02-25T10:02:00.000-05:00WOE! That gave me chills...and made my stomach hu...WOE! That gave me chills...and made my stomach hurt.<BR/><BR/>I skipped over from some blog claiming you had awarded them some brown baby thing. But I see no evidence of this.<BR/><BR/>Meanwhile I couldnt stop reading as you are truly hilarious. <BR/><BR/>My favorite so far has been the lady birthing into her sweatpants...seriously.Michellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14646178772882717555noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472738462670456793.post-17485087974901465672009-02-21T21:45:00.000-05:002009-02-21T21:45:00.000-05:00Wow! It's my first time on your blog and I loved t...Wow! It's my first time on your blog and I loved this post and all of the comments. It reminded me to stay tuned in to the miracles around me. <BR/><BR/>I don't have a guardian angel story per se, but twice on retreats (2 different years) friends have come up to me in the morning and said they had a dream the night before about my late mother (whom they had never met) and that she said she was proud of me.Anna Whiston-Donaldsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14921348961654008115noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472738462670456793.post-4283417793546832972009-02-01T19:19:00.000-05:002009-02-01T19:19:00.000-05:00I remember my mother telling me that she had seen ...I remember my mother telling me that she had seen some family's station wagon overfilled with people get rear ended on I-95 in Florida. She swears she saw the baby, still in it's carrier, FLOAT slowly out of the open back window and land safely, right-side up on the pavement nearby. I believe in angels. Great ABBA song, BTW. I will tell you the really freaky cool angel stories at BlogHer.Lisa-licioushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03399062410114271738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472738462670456793.post-20840267166879604782009-01-30T17:50:00.000-05:002009-01-30T17:50:00.000-05:00That's amazing. I look at all the things I forget ...That's amazing. I look at all the things I forget to take care of in my tired mommy-mind and can only pray that my guardian angel is as observant (and loud) as yours was!<BR/><BR/>Also, once at a funeral when I was about 2 I asked my parents who the floating person was. I saw an angel flying above the weeping family. I vaguely remember it (I was so young) but I definitely believe. :)Leighhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07138110850849952017noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472738462670456793.post-72049958724441273062009-01-30T08:37:00.000-05:002009-01-30T08:37:00.000-05:00That's awesome, Sue.I'm a believer too.That's awesome, Sue.<BR/><BR/>I'm a believer too.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472738462670456793.post-74942647028603193162009-01-29T20:47:00.000-05:002009-01-29T20:47:00.000-05:00Over a decade ago my then teenage daughter was dri...Over a decade ago my then teenage daughter was driving friends home from a local ski hill. They were hit by a pick up truck equipped with a snow plow.My son was critically injured, they had to wait for the jaws of life to get him out so he could be airlifted. My daughter has always insisted in all the chaos a young man climbed in the van with him, encouraging him to breath and remain conscience. The guy was young, had longer hair and wore a flannel shirt and no coat(in the middle of winter in Michigan).No one knew where he came from, who he was or where he went afterwords. But I am so thankful and my son is now a handsome,strong young man, fully recovered, with some extra titanium holding his facial bones together.<BR/>Shame on you Sue for encouraging me to be so sappy.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472738462670456793.post-46130718077265914672009-01-29T12:02:00.000-05:002009-01-29T12:02:00.000-05:00Amazing story!When my little brother was 2, he was...Amazing story!<BR/><BR/>When my little brother was 2, he was without a doubt saved by his angel. My mom had put him in the front seat of our Blazer, seat-belted him in, and drove 3 houses down to feed a neighbors dog. When she turned into their driveway, going about 10 mph, somehow he opened the car door and flew out with the momentum of the turn. She reached for him w/her right hand, while trying to keep her foot on the brake. But she couldn't stop in time and ended up running over him.<BR/>When she felt the crunch under the tire and no sound coming from him, she thought he was dead. But when she got over to him he just lay there with his body under the car, arm extended into the path of the tire, and totally unharmed. She had run over only his arm, which had nothing but scratches and tire tread marks on it. He was fine. And the doctors shook their heads as to why no bones were broken. We had no doubt his angel was holding that car up.Sarah Gutierrezhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18243452354713536888noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472738462670456793.post-88547678611825547592009-01-28T18:11:00.000-05:002009-01-28T18:11:00.000-05:00My son, on his way home back to college after my d...My son, on his way home back to college after my dad passed away, was driving in the rain on the interstate in traffic. He had reached over to change the station of the radio when he heard my dad clearly say, "Lay down in the seat." He said his heart stopped, it was so loud and clear, but he hesitated to lay in the seat. The next second his truck began to hydroplane just exactly the same time as the 18 wheeler beside him. He laid in the seat and totally took his hands off the wheel. They collided and the 18 wheeler's trailer completely took off the cab of Trev's truck from the driver's window to the front windshield. There is no doubt in any of our minds that Guardian Angels do exist, and that my dad was watching over Trevor. He came away without even a scrape from the all the broken glass.jill jill bo billhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08559834800523759760noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472738462670456793.post-53324830359812378282009-01-28T14:07:00.000-05:002009-01-28T14:07:00.000-05:00I'm reading Keeping Faith by Jodi Picoult.Sounds l...I'm reading Keeping Faith by Jodi Picoult.<BR/>Sounds like you would like it.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472738462670456793.post-4502484021301034712009-01-28T10:44:00.000-05:002009-01-28T10:44:00.000-05:00When my son was three he requied open heart surger...When my son was three he requied open heart surgery. I went to the cemetary to chat with my father in law to ask him to watch over my son. All of the sudden (I swear this was real) I saw him he was sitting there smiling at me and then he was gone as quick as he appeared. Right then, I knew everything would be ok (and it was). I went home and called my husband (he was being deployed to Iraq, great timing huh?). I told him what happened.Dreyer Dramahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17161484308731310487noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472738462670456793.post-37185753503650476112009-01-27T21:31:00.000-05:002009-01-27T21:31:00.000-05:00Brrrr. You gave me chills.Brrrr. You gave me chills.sassy stephaniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11785259771717730707noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472738462670456793.post-68891916605605359852009-01-27T15:20:00.000-05:002009-01-27T15:20:00.000-05:00Wow, thats awesome! I too do believe and have expe...Wow, thats awesome! I too do believe and have experienced the like, there are angels everywhere. Bless you~Angiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15299697830892960951noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472738462670456793.post-8906667870616631952009-01-27T02:45:00.000-05:002009-01-27T02:45:00.000-05:00I have been lurking on your blog since the beginni...I have been lurking on your blog since the beginning. Many a night have been spent in our house laughing at your posts. I was truly touched by this one... I feel like you gave all your loyal readers a piece of you. Thanks for that. I'll keep my piece In my back pocket (except when I sit down... I'll promote you to front for that)Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11433092793876909104noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472738462670456793.post-91830282626942640112009-01-27T00:25:00.000-05:002009-01-27T00:25:00.000-05:00So I'm a lurker & will resume lurker statu...So I'm a lurker & will resume lurker status after this, but as I was passing through this evening (i read it this a.m.) I remembered when I was 13 I reported my mom's boyfriend for child abuse, they came & talked to me at the school and said they'd take us out of the home the next day after they had everything ready. The whole morning I was excited and nervous. While walking my little brother to school, I said a prayer that all will go well and that I'd made the right decision. Then someone held my hand. Sort of like a parent would. It was so real I had to look down to see that there wasn't really someone holding it. So strange. But comforting and I didn't feel scared anymore. :)Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03169396250564599636noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472738462670456793.post-51998089295490997612009-01-26T21:21:00.000-05:002009-01-26T21:21:00.000-05:00That would have been so scary!I'm glad that everyt...That would have been so scary!<BR/>I'm glad that everything turned out all right:)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472738462670456793.post-15657931424894813172009-01-26T20:59:00.000-05:002009-01-26T20:59:00.000-05:00Yes. The day we brought my youngest son home from ...Yes. The day we brought my youngest son home from the hospital- we side car'd the crib to our bed AND used a sleep positioner. In the middle of the night, my cordless phone turned on by itself on speaker, with a loud fax machine noise (the phone was not within reach). I woke up to turn it off, and saw that my son had wedged himself between his crib mattress and our mattress. He was really struggling :( If the phone hadn't awakened me, he would have suffocated.Patton's With Passionhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04673896621567887500noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472738462670456793.post-32006198456463044762009-01-26T18:36:00.000-05:002009-01-26T18:36:00.000-05:00I believe.Once I was at a red light. I was in the...I believe.<BR/>Once I was at a red light. I was in the front of the line of cars. The first at the light. The light turned green and I started to go, but for some reason, I hesitated. At that very moment, an 18-wheeler came screaming through the intersection. I narrowly missed getting hit. I don't know why I hesitated. But something told me to. I believe.Emilyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05084291355850514807noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472738462670456793.post-54276033243168468042009-01-26T18:27:00.000-05:002009-01-26T18:27:00.000-05:00I haven't had any personal experiences like that, ...I haven't had any personal experiences like that, but my cousin has. One time when he was driving on the highway, he noticed something in his peripheral vision to his right. He glanced over to see his deceased best friend sitting in the passenger seat. He braked intuitively as a reaction. At the moment he braked, the car in front of him hit a deer. Had he been accelerating at his regular speed, he would've hit that car. Amazing, as is your story.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472738462670456793.post-77873199322884639142009-01-26T16:55:00.000-05:002009-01-26T16:55:00.000-05:00About 20 years ago I was involved in a relationshi...About 20 years ago I was involved in a relationship that was very toxic. I prayed myself to sleep many, many nights. One night as I prayed for answers, strength and guidance...I heard a man's voice clearly say, "I am but you're not listening!" I bolted upright in bed and sat there in a panic because I thought there was a man in my room. After my heart stopped beating in my ears and my eyes stopped spinning in circles..I realized that I was actually alone in the room and that it was my guardian angel or God speaking to me. Believe me...I became a much better listener after that.Tami Wyatthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17449377117345420203noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472738462670456793.post-8734774747452112412009-01-26T16:38:00.000-05:002009-01-26T16:38:00.000-05:00I totally have chills. Thanks for sharing!I totally have chills. Thanks for sharing!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472738462670456793.post-9904181531910752882009-01-26T15:17:00.000-05:002009-01-26T15:17:00.000-05:00I've heard a voice or two also. Recently though a...I've heard a voice or two also. Recently though a stick shook that I have hanging above my bed. I had been crying over someone that died. It was weird. I felt like she was up in heaven shaking that stick at me and telling me to go on with my lifeMariahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12952616489949080213noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472738462670456793.post-63370935739759266322009-01-26T14:44:00.000-05:002009-01-26T14:44:00.000-05:00Angels are all around us everyday. I was reminded...Angels are all around us everyday. I was reminded of My Guardian Angel. It was another crazy day for this mom of four. They are of course the cutest and sweetest children ever! <BR/>The "baby girl" was out in front of our house with my oldest son. First I must set the scene. Our home was a short but winding distance from the street. As best I can recall my husband and I were trying to get everyone out of the house and into the car. Never an easy task with six people! "Baby Girl" was about three at the time and my oldest son about fourteen. I stepped out the front door to see "baby girl" run towards the street looking over her shoulder towards her brother and then at me. She was laughing as she ran. Great big I know I am not suppose to run into the street come catch me thrill on her face. Suddenly out of nowhere a car came flying down the street. It never slowed and I believe it never even saw her. She should have been hit. She was there and so was the car. It never touched her. I know her Guardian Angel was holding on to the hem of her dress! I know it!Letters In My Mailboxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11588426065762720711noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472738462670456793.post-20796400741754680332009-01-26T13:13:00.000-05:002009-01-26T13:13:00.000-05:00yup,I've had a few breast biopsies now due to seve...yup,I've had a few breast biopsies now due to several suspicious mammos and a strong family history,etc. After I came home from the hospital, I was lying down on my bed, just spent and emotional from the experience when I dozed off. I was awakened because I felt "someone" holding my hand and just before I woke up to see who it was, I remember feeling so comforted by it. I opened my eyes and no one was there, in fact, no one was even upstairs in my house! I remember looking at my hand in awe. I even looked under the bed!! It was a strange feeling but a wonderful feeling too. I'll never forget that.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472738462670456793.post-60635667075784163262009-01-26T12:47:00.000-05:002009-01-26T12:47:00.000-05:00I was driving down the highway I took my eyes off ...I was driving down the highway I took my eyes off the road for a second the next thing I heard was someone saying DUCK! I ducked down down as low as you can go in the driver's seat and moved my head to one side. I rear ended a truck carrying lumber. The lumber came through the windshield narrowly missing my head and sheared off the seat belt. It quite a few years ago it still gives me chills. I believe.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472738462670456793.post-3694219896898173742009-01-26T12:17:00.000-05:002009-01-26T12:17:00.000-05:00I just wrote a post about my biggest guardian ange...I just wrote a post about my biggest guardian angel experience! A little over a year ago I was kidnapped and survived.<BR/><BR/>Here is the post (forewarning you, it's a long one) http://hdandqb.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-survivor.htmlHannah D.https://www.blogger.com/profile/16622905006941120533noreply@blogger.com