"Everyone has only one guardian angel and this angel is with them from before their birth until after they die. This angel never ever leaves them, not even for one moment."
--Lorna Byrne, Irish Mystic
I learned about guardian angels as a girl. Having my own heavenly helper is a notion that has comforted me many times over the years. I have never believed in the angelic more strongly then when my grandson Logan arrived. I could feel a presence in the hospital room when I met him for the first time. Nothing that can be proven scientifically, of course. It's just a knowing that lives in the heart of a grandmother and others who pay attention to such things.
On November 17, 2014, Logan James Shanahan was born into a world full of love. He has fabulous parents and is surrounded by aunties, uncles and grandparents who adore him. He will move through life with the certainty of one who is cherished. Being seen and accepted for who you are is one of the greatest gifts we can give our children. And it's a gift that was bestowed on Logan before he was even born (his in utero kicking was a force to be reckoned with).
Less than 24 hours old, baby Logan with his parent's Emily and Rob.
I've heard other grandparents click their tongues and say, "The way the world is today I wouldn't want the task of raising a child. What will it be like twenty years from now? I worry about my grandkids." That's one way to look at it. I choose to focus on the good. There is so much of it, you know. Any fear I have over Logan's future dissipates when I consider all who are watching over him, seen and unseen. Knowing that my grandchildren are cared for is one of the best things about being a grandparent. That keen sense of responsibility I felt at the birth of my own kids is gone. All that's left for me to do is to love them. Yes, God's in his heaven and all is right with the world.
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