It's the start of a song, isn't it? I don't really know who sang the song and how it goes further, the only thing I know is that the song starts with "I believe in angels", which I do too...
I don't remember if I already wrote about the subject, and I'm too bloody lazy to go through all my posts to find out if I did...
But ever since Ilyas' birth, well, ever since about a month and a half after his birthday to be correct, I started believing in guardian angels. I think I did before, but I was still on a search and I was just not open to it, I guess. But when Ilyas was a few weeks old he was a bit poorly and the doctors didn't really know what it was, first they thought he had a condition know as 'reflux', where acid from the stomach continuously comes up and inflames everything it passes. So we started treatment for that condition, which didn't help, so he ended up in hospital where they did some tests on him, it turned out that he did not have reflux. But since he gave a really strong reaction when they placed the tube through his nose, they thought he might have mucovisidosis (I think that is the right translation for it), so he got a test on that too. Luckily enough the test turned out negative, but they could still not point out what it was.
During that time I was e-mailing a lot with a colleague who's based in Brussels, he had some issues too and in a way we found each other in a difficult time (ain't that the best time to built good friendships!?). He was the first one who told me you could ask guardian angels for support, and he did so for Ilyas and the weirdest thing about it was that Ilyas was doing a lot better afterwards, he did it a second time when it was going worse again, and again, Ilyas' situation improved a great deal. When I came to think about it, there had been dozens of situations that turned out great against all odds, so why wouldn't there be angels involved in those situations (my father survived an accident with his parachute, which would normally have killed him, and he's not even in a wheelchair..., Yaesseen once had an accident when he was only 18 months old and he came out without even one scratch, etc.), so I started reading up on angels. I found a book with cards and in that book they advise you to take a test with the card, to check out if it's for real. Which it was for me, for Icky, for my mum...
So... I believe in angels, and I'm thankful for everything they did in my life to make sure I kept standing on my two feet, I'm thankful for the people they brought into my life, for everything really...
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Yeah, I don't believe in them. But hey, it's a free country. :)
By the way, I hope you don't mean that awful, awful song by the "Kelly Family"... ya know, those Irish/Dutch Boat People. It's really annoying.
I hope it's not a Kelly Family song, otherwise I'll have to kill myself...
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