Guardian Angel
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When my father died, I thought I'd never hear from him again. I was wrong. Have you ever felt the hairs behind your neck stand up or suddenly get goosebumps all over your arms? I started to get the feeling my Father was around me but why? Was he trying to warn me of something? Little did I know that he would become my guardian angel.
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