An Angel Watching Over Me


Dedicated to Elizabeth (I don't know what I'd do without you)

girl in front of an angel wing on a building

Life's tough. Sometimes you feel so miserable, so depressed... so alone. Only at these times can a true angel pick you up and help you fly.

I'm 16 years old. For the past couple of years, probably since then end of junior high, life has had some extreme ups and downs for me. A lot of times I wish I could go back to the days when my biggest problem was who would I sit with at lunch.

Since as long as I can remember I've had a friend. She has always lived down the street from me. I guess you can say sometimes I took this friend for granted, and probably sometimes I still do. But lately things have been especially low for me. Low to the point where I get sick, terrible, terrible headaches that last days on end.

After going to the doctor I found out they are caused by stress, tension, and anxiety attacks. She put me on an anti-depressant, and for a 16 year old who just wants happiness, this points to the direction of a problem... not only the pain you feel in your head, but the pain that aches in your heart with every beat it takes.

Anyone who is older and is reading this is probably thinking, "How lame, teenager problems"... but imagine having something so wonderful that makes you want to live forever, and then with a snap of the fingers have it taken away. Not only have it taken away, but the happiness it brought you. It makes you not want to live anymore.

An angel has reached down and touched me, many, many times. This angel is the friend from when I was little. The one I grew up with. The one I've laughed my head off with, the one I've cried a river with. The one I've fell in front of over and over and while she helps me up she laughs at me too.

Her family is my second family, her problems are mine, and visa versa. We share everything from memories, to pain, and happiness. She probably knows me better than I know myself.

Sometimes it takes something to trigger that this person is a gift from heaven. It takes something little but so meaningful to realize not to take this person for granted. After all God's gift to us is an angel to watch over us, and my angel is my best friend.

Much Love,

Written in 2000 by Jessica


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