"My Lady"

From: Cheryl Vincent (silveypipe@aol.com)
Story type: Angel

Location: Danville, Illinois

Source: Form Submission

My Angel stories begin when I was a child. At my earliest memory, I was visited by what I then called "My Lady". Not really sure of the gender, I assumed a lady because of the flowing white gown, so to speak. As a child I was abused, so this in a medical sense could be called "dissaccociation", however the end of the story will prove that a false assumption. My Lady would come to call during these "abusive" times. I can remember a swirling sensation and a floating feeling. Then she would take my hand and we would go to our toy room in our basement. I was a very small, still crib age at this time and could not go down stairs. We would "float" down the stairs to the basement. Then I would play with all of our toys. Being the youngest of four I never got the choice toys to play with during "waking" hours. I did at these times though. After a time she would summon me to come to her we would float back up the stairs and then the twirling sensation would happen again. I would always awaken with a sensation of falling and be in my crib again. This happen many times. We moved when I was four, My Lady moved with us. I was still shakey on stairs. Lack of confidence or just toddler skills not developed. Anyhow one day I was at the top of the basement stairs, there was a gate there my Mom always kept closed. This day it was open. I glanced down the stairs of which I was petrefied of. I felt, and can still feel that shove. Something or someone shoved me down those stairs. I went down as in slow motion. I can still see as I passed the window that was ground level, the apples hanging on the trees just outside. Yet I was not hitting as I went I felt as I was actually flying or floating. As I did when My Lady was there. I came to a gentle landing on my rear as if someone just sat me down. From that day on I could go up and down stairs with no problem. Now here is the ending I promised to show the proof. I had never until about a year ago told anyone of these times with my Angel. My sister has a little girl who about a year ago started showing strange signs to her family. My sister told me of Holly looking up at the window and waving and smiling at "no one". She would be laying for a nap with my sister and she would be looking up and laughing and watching something or someone above the bed. At the first of these encounters she was no more than two. She will be three this month. Her friend she told us this summer while we were sitting out side one day, is called "My Lady". No prompting or mention of "My Lady" was ever mentioned to the child. I feel secure nowing that we all have a "My Lady" to watch over us. I have many more encounters with "My Lady" she has been with me most of my 32 years. More on that later. Thank you for allowing me to share something that is now our families wonderful experiance with our Angels.
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