I remember as a little girl I use to tuck the angels that laid on my shoulders in bed at night. I use to talk to them & God about my day. I remember talking to them for hours. Then as I grew older I forgot about the angels & God who protected me & were always there.

As I grew older I grew depressed and started to cut myself as a way to get out the pain. Then it grew into cutting myself for suicide. I wanted to die. No one seemed to care about me or love me. I was put into a mental hospital just days after my 17th birthday. I just went there to get some help & they kept me there. I met other kids like me and we became great friends. I was going to go to a Christen school. After I got out and started school I got saved. Then not long after that, I was put back into the hospital. What happened there, changed my life.

I was really depressed as I laid in the hospital bed. Since I had tried to hurt myself I was sleeping in the big room near the nurses station. I didn't want to be there, stuck in the hospital again! My wrists hurt badly where I had cut them. The room was dark other than the glow from the nurses' station. I could hear the staff all happy & laughing loudly while I cried. I curled up into a ball crying even harder. I remembered all I had learned while in the Christen school. I knew God loved me & would take care of me. Then why was I in here again? I didn't want to be taken away from my parents again and shut away from the world. I hated having to ask permission to go to the bathroom and being put in time outs like a 2yr old.

As I cried harder, I felt someone rubbing my back gently. I remembered what my friend Michelle, I had met here last time, told me. She said there was a nice late nurse who would sit with you sometimes. I rolled over to see her and no one was there. I rolled over again crying still.

The hand was back and a voice said into my ear, "It's ok. No one will hurt you ever again. Things will be different now. You are ok. You will get help here and be out soon."

I rolled over again to see who it was. I could see a glow in the corner of the room. I put on my glasses and still saw it, but it was impossible for light to be there. The nurses station was far away from that corner of the room and it couldn't be car lights. I took off my glasses and laid back down still crying. I'm crazy, I told myself.

"You are going to be fine." A voice said gently and I felt warm arms all around me and holding me close. "You are ok. God will take care of you. I am here now. You are not alone." I then fell asleep.

I was out of the hospital in a week. I forgot about that night in the hospital. I went back to school still kind of depressed and wanting to die. One day in school in bible class a boy turned around to me. "Why did you do that? Why did you try to kill yourself?" I didn't answer. "My mom killed herself after I was born." He then turned around. His words changed my life too. I thought that if I killed myself, I would be cheating my child to be, my husband to be & other peoples lives I was suppose to touch. Maybe he was an angel too. I have never seen him again.

I dropped out of school, got my GED and met a wonderful man. He got me back into church and we married, I was 18. Now, at age 21, I am blessed with a wonderful child, a little girl who is now 6 months old. I forgot about that night in the hospital until a few months ago. After I got married a show on angels came on TV. It suddenly hit me that was what happened to me. I never told anyone for who would believe me. Now, even still at nights or in the mornings, if I can't sleep, or I'm scared or upset, I can feel those arms around me. I know my angels are always there with God to help out. Thanks for reading my story. Hope it touches you or helps you in some way. --Ashley Allgood

I met my angel (which happens to be a male angel) in September of 1992 . . . only four days after being diagnosed with breast cancer! I was 29 years old (I'm 33 now) and the mother of a beautiful 2 year old son, Blake Austin. I couldn't believe that this was happening to me. My son needed me and I needed him. And I wanted to be there for him! I didn't want to die! I begged and I cried.

Only four days after being diagnosed, my husband was asleep in our bed. I started to cry thinking about my cancer and my son and I got up and went into our master bathroom so that my sobbing wouldn't wake anyone. My parents were also at our home staying with us because of my diagnose with cancer. I sat in the middle of the bathroom floor sobbing for what seemed hours. I remember talking out loud to God. I remember asking him why this was happening to me. Why? Why? I wanted to be there for my son's first day of Kindergarten. I wanted to be there when he got his first girlfriend, first date, first dance, everything!

All of a sudden I heard music. The most beautiful music I have ever heard! Then I saw my angel. He is a male angel. Basically he told me that if I did everything the doctors said to do that I would live. That's it! Plain and simple. His words were very comforting. A peacefulness went all over my body. And as quick as my angel had appeared....he disappeared.

I no longer was shaking from the crying. I no longer was gasping for air from the crying. I was calm, peaceful. I crawled back into bed next to my husband. I wanted to tell him about the angel. Then all of a sudden I was afraid to tell him. Kind of afraid that it would jinx it or something. Sorta like when you first find out you are pregnant and you want to buy baby clothes only you don't want to jinx it! That's how I felt. So I decided not to tell anyone about the angel. Anyway, I did exactly what the doctors said to do. Which included 7 months of Chemo and 36 "straight" days of Radiation! All the while I had a 2 year old son, Blake Austin that needed his mommy.

Today, I am happy to announce that I am a breast cancer Survivor!! I am CANCER FREE!! And, I am lucky to announce that I am also the mother of a brand new baby boy! Hunter Logan. Hunter is now 10 months old!! Blake Austin is 6 years old now and is the BEST big brother!! My doctors can't believe that after everything I went through I was able to conceive a baby!! I am truly lucky!! Needless to say, Hunter's nursery is done in Angels!! I am so grateful for my angel! May the peace and wisdom of the angels be with you all and remember to "listen to the angels sing!" --Kathey Insley

In February of 1992 my father past away. At the time my daughter was only 2 1/2 years old. The following summer we visited my mother and this was a year of firsts to remember; the first missed birthday, memorial day and our first missed fourth of July without him being with us. That afternoon we were in the family room and my daughter was sitting next to me on the sofa, and suddenly begins to rub her leg asking "what's that, what's that" and saying " it felt like Hoosiers tail", ("Hoosier" is our cat). Then she began to cry saying she really missed Pa-Pa Bob (my father). My mother and I glanced at each other and with tears in our eyes realized that an angel was trying to reach us through her to let us know everything was alright and that yes, his spirit was with us on this day and everyday so there were no "missed" anythings. My daughter is now 7 years old and still talks of angels flying past her window at times and when something unexplainable happens she is the first to remind us that it's only the angels and that seems to be enough of an explanation for her. --Lori Mahathy

When I was 16 years old I was hiking on Mountain Lassen in California with my church youth group. We were at the very top, walking along the trails up there. I was lagging behind everyone else, enjoying the scenery.

When I came to a place in the trail everyone else had passed, I went to cross over it as well. There was a sheer drop from where I was to be at the base of Mountain Lassen. I jumped across from one rock to land on another, when my foot slipped. At that same time I felt someone grabbed my arm which enabled me to land safely on the other side.

I turned around to see who had helped me, there was no one around at all. I have never forgotten that experience, and know it was my guardian angel. He guides and protects me to this day.

As a nurse, who works in home care, I drive everyday to see my patients. The traffic is awful, and I have had many close misses that could have been serious accidents. I know my guardian angel is protecting me in my daily travels. --Kathleen (Kathy) A. Ulmer