I have an angel in my pocket

It is Bea’s angel really

From a Nativity Playmobil set

She has taken rather a shine to it

Now I seem to have become attached to it

We take her every where we go

Bea has terrible separation anxiety at the moment

Partly because we have been together non stop for over a week now

But partly I believe because it is this week

And as a dear friend told me

“Babies know things”

I think Bea can feel how sad I am this week

How I am struggling more than usual to play with her and smile

I think she knows that my heart is heavier

I think she knows that someone is more missing than ever

I think she just knows

I often think

Have said on this blog

That Bea lives her life for two

I think

I hope

I have to believe

That she is guided and guarded by an angel

Her big little sister in the sky

And between the two of them

One of these recent darker days

They chose to find that angel

That tiny plastic angel

And place her in my pocket

So that now she is carried everywhere

Like the angel in my heart

I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart)
E.E.Cummings

God bless you Baby Tilda

We miss you more every day