My guardian angel ....

When Mike left and my whole world crashed in around me, God sent me an Angel. Her name is Christine Neale. She showed up at my house in her fabulous black and white, pink silk lined furry winter jacket and began to love me. Today Chris and her husband Dave are moving to live in a cabin on her father's property in the beautiful mountains of Idaho ... I feel like a piece of my heart is leaving. Chris would just hold me ... she fed my soul ... she nourished my body with good foods and taught me so much about loving your body, soul, mind, and spirit. I basically lived at Chris and Dave's for a little while there, it was my safe place, my refuge ... one of the only places that I felt okay, even if only for a little while. Chris is my angel ... she always will be ... I will miss her deeply.