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The other day, I had a very difficult conversation with someone I care deeply about. It was one of those uncomfortable, ugly cry kind of conversations that I try to avoid at all costs. In the middle of the anxiety, sweat, and tears, a cardinal landed on the hood of my car. To most, this may not mean anything, but for me, it was a sign. My grandmother LOVED cardinals, and every time I see one I think of her. This particular cardinal not only landed on my hood, but it sat there and stared at me for what felt like an eternity. As the conversation came to a close and I hung up the phone the cardinal flew away, but it left me with a sense of peace that everything was going to be okay. That my grandma, my guardian angel, was with me and that my Heavenly Father is always in control. He has a plan on His timing if I just put my trust in Him. Always.