Today is Monday, July 28th, 2003; Karen's Korner #101

Four years ago today Merry was killed.

 

As many of you know, I have nine emails leftover in my computer "inbox" from her. This is one of them. At the end of the writing, as with many "pass around emails", it said something like "pass this on to anyone who........and don't forget to return it to the one who sent you". Don't know if I sent it to others; most times I don't know. Probably didn't return it to Merry either..........:

 

" THE LITTLE GIRL IN THE PARK "

There was this little girl one day sitting in the park.
Everyone passed and never stopped to see why she looked so sad.
Dressed in a worn pink dress, bare foot and dirty, the girl just
sat and watched the people go by.

She never tried to speak, she never said a word.

Many people passed, but never did one person stop. Just so
happens the next day I decided to go back to the park, in
curiosity, to see if the little girl would still be there. Right
in the very spot as she was yesterday she sat perched on high,
with the saddest look in her eyes.

Today I was to make my own move and walk over to the little
girl. For as we all know a park full of strange people is not a
place for young children to play alone.

As I got closer I could see the back of the little girl's dress
was obscenely shaped. I figured that was a reason the people
just passed by and made no effort to help. Having deformities
was a low blow to our society and, "heaven help you" if you make
a step toward assisting someone who is different.

As I got closer the little girl slightly lowered her eyes to
avoid my intent stare. As I approached her, I could see the
obscene shape of her back more clearly. It was grotesquely
shaped in a humped over form.

I smiled to let her know it was ok, I was there to help, to
talk. I sat down beside her and opened with a simple "Hello".

The little girl acted shocked and stammered a "Hi" after a long
stare into my eyes. I smiled and she shyly smiled back. We
talked till darkness fell and the park was completely empty.
Everyone was gone and we at once were alone.

I asked the girl why she was so sad. The little girl looked at
me and with a sad face said, "Because I'm different." I
immediately said, "That you are!" and smiled. The little girl
acted even sadder, she said, "I know."

"Little girl," I said, "You remind me of an angel, sweet and
innocent."

She looked at me and smiled, slowly she got to her feet and
said, "Really?"

"Yes ma'am, you're like a little guardian angel sent to watch
over all those people walking by."

She shook her head yes and smiled, with that she spread her
wings and said, "I'm your guardian angel," with a twinkle in her
eye.

I was speechless...sure I was seeing things. She said, "For
once you thought of someone other than yourself. My job here is
done." I jumped to my feet and said, "Wait, so why did no one
stop to help an angel?"

She looked at me and smiled, "You're the only one that could see
me. You believe, it's in your heart!" And she was gone.

And with that my life was changed dramatically.

 

We all need someone.

 

Every one of your friends is an angel in their own way.

 

These angels are always watching over you, too.

Thanks for being one of my angels!


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