Why I Believe in Angels

January 2003

For Christina

Today I went to visit Yiayia Nikki at Oakton Pavilion, and after visiting for awhile she told me this.

Yiayia said, "Do you remember my -- boyfriend --you know that boyfriend all these years--the one who sat next to me here everyday."

I said, "Yes,  I know who you mean--John."

"Yes," she said.  "You know he died."

"I know, Mom"

"But today I got a letter from him. It was so good to hear from him."

"Really. What did he say, Mom?"

"He told me not to be sad, but I miss him."

"I know, Mom. It's okay to miss him. He just doesn't want you to be sad. What else did he say?"

"He said I should take care of Sparky for him."

I said' "He sure loved that bird."

"Yes," said Yiayia. "And he said he can see now, That will make him happy --he can read his newspapers again."

"Well, I'm glad he sent you that letter."

"Me, too.  I miss him."

So Christina, that was Yiayia's message from Papou John, and that is why I believe in angels.