She was absolutely fascinated with my baby and everyday she would ring the doorbell and ask to come inside.
She was so sweet and darling and I knew she craved motherly like attention. Her own mother was a single parent who worked a couple of jobs and was only home late in the evening.
One day she was over my house and the phone rang. It was an important call that I had to take and my daughter started getting fussy.
Desperate to take the call, I asked her if she could play and entertain the baby while I was on the phone and I would pay her.
She lit up like a Christmas tree and eagerly agreed. I took the call, my baby was happy and a business relationship was formed.
I talked to her mother, who readily agreed to the arrangement that a few afternoons a week this little girl would come over and play with my baby while I got things done around the house.
She loved it, I loved it and my daughter loved it. She really enjoyed hanging out at my house and often stayed through meals and basically became a member of the family.
She often did not want to go home. Her eyes would get teary if her brother came to look for her. She clung to me sometimes in a way that tore my heart out.
I remember the day that I decided that I was officially taking her under my wing and becoming her guardian angel.
I bought her things that she needed that her mother struggled to provide. I went out of my way to give her love and attention and I nurtured her soul in the best way that I could.
One day we got a call that the house we were renting was being sold. We had 30 days to vacate.
I remember the look on her face when I told her that we were moving. It was utter grief and despair. I tear up just thinking about it now.
We stayed in touch a bit at first but then not for a long time. Then one day I got a facebook message. She was graduating college and wanted to let me know how much she appreciated the love and attention that I gave to her. It filled me up in a way I can’t describe.
I often take children under my wing and make that same decision that I made about that little girl. Running a preschool, it is easy for me to keep my wing filled.
Consider being a guardian angel to just one child. Be there for them. Support them emotionally. Give them love. It will change their life and yours too, I promise.
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