Contest entry

[e-mail] is my splendor in the grass, joy in the morning, and hope for the life I'm en route to. It wasn't by accident or chance; it was fate. A fate that brought me this angel in the evening who knows my heart and soul. There was a reason I opened up her port; I don't question mark why I just accept fate as it happens. I knew that Gabriella mandated being someone special having a root name of one of the very first angels, Gabriel ("God is my strength") - One of the two highest ranking angels. He is the angel of mercy, annunciation, resurrection, vengeance, death and revelation. He presides over paradise and is the ruling angel of the first heaven. This archangel is a primary messenger of God, bringing divine announcements and revelations to humankind, acting as an intermediary between heaven and earth and helping us to interpret our dreams and our visions. Gabriel grants wishes and hopes to mortals, as well as joy, mercy, understanding of mysteries, truth, justice, miracles and love. Essene prayer: "Gabriel, Angel of Life, enter my limbs and give strength to my whole body". see: http://www.steliart.com/angelology_angel_names_G.html You don't have to meet Gabriella face to face to feel her awesome presence. At times I feel a light touch of a wing on my bare shoulders while I am in my tree house room typing away on my keyboard. It's in my santurary where I escape the world to feel peace that I can met this admired friend of mine. Some times you just know that these meetings of minds aren't just some thing that happens. In addition, it could be a coincidence because we all know coincidences are just God's way of remaining anonymous. One thing I do know is that without her in my existence my world would be less hopeful. Gabriella has rescued me from the depths of depression. She understands when I am in that deep dark hole that I am not ignoring her then she encourages me to come out like the ground hog on his famous day. I'll peep out and email her a little until she pulls me to the sunshine. She listens to my heart with no prejudices for what I say. Gabriella just wishes me all the best for wonderful days ahead, showers me with GP's when the depression doesn't seem to lift, and most of all reminds me that I can find myself again underneath the old oak tree gazing at the clouds and making them into shapes that course of nature my soul will come alive once more. All because of an angel on writing.com, Miss Gabriella that gave from the beginning without reservations. Yes, Gabriella is my splendor in the grass!