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When my daughter was three years old we found that She had cancer this was on March 27 of 1996. She had surgery on April 1 and she came home from the hospital on April 7 which was Easter Sunday. A few weeks after being home she started having the most awful time at night she would scream and cry for up to an hour at a time without waking up without being able to be comforted no mater what I tried all I could do was hold Toni and try to keep her from harming her self or me. This went on for several weeks. Then out of the blue she started taking about ghost. She had a ghost, the ghost was Standing by the closet. At this time Toni slept with us and the closet door was at the foot of our bed. A friend asked me to find out what color the ghost was. So I took Toni and some Barbie doll clothes of different colors and asked her to point out the color of her ghost. She pointed to a white bridal dress. I thought ok this is a good thing. This is before I put the episode at night together with the ghost. Then later on I asked her what did the ghost do. She told me she kept the bad ghost in the closet. I asked her to explain more. She said that there were bad ghost who tired to get her at night when she was in bed. that they tried to get out of the closet and the white ghost kept them in. Then one day when we were in her bed room she pointed to her guardian angel picture, t his is a very old print of the famous painting of the children crossing the old broken bridge with the angel watching over them. And she said that is what my angel looks like. This picture belonged to her grandmother as a child and has hung over the beds of at least 7 children that I know of we even took the picture to the hospital when she was having her surgery. This made me feel even better about the angel. At different times she would talk to her angel I’d ask her where the angel was and she would point in the direction and tell me where the angel was standing. The episodes at night continued and I was worried. Toni then told me that there were now two angels the first angel still stood by the door but the other stayed by the bed and kept the bad ghost off the bed. that the bad ghost had gotten out of the closet and were under the bed and trying to get on the bed to get her. This scared me. This lasted over the course of about 3 months. Toni would see her ghost in many places in the house and at the hospital , in the car. She would talk to the angel all the time. The episodes stopped as quickly as they started. As time passed we talked about the angels less. At one time I asked Toni if she remembered her angels, she told me no. I let it go and that was the end of that. Toni is now 8 years old. A couple of days ago there was a commercial for Ensure on tv. Toni said mom can you get me some of that? I said Toni when you were receiving chemotherapy we tried to get you to drink that and you said it was the most awful thing in the world and never wanted it again. I said do you remember that? She said no. This opened the door for the following conversation.... I said Toni just what do you remember about having cancer. She said she remembered having no hair being in the hospital and her angles. Well that was a shocker. I said ok what do you remember about the angels. She told me that there were the good angles one stayed by the closet and one by the bed as before. But the told me the bad angels where devils that looked like little children dressed in black and had wings. She told me that they tried to shake the bed . And that they wanted her infuse-port to come out so she would bleed to death. And the good angels protected her. Now the most ironic part of this Toni did develop an infection in her port that kept her in the hospital for quite some time and even after she came home she had to be in IV antibiotics for over a week. And if I remember correctly after the infection was gone so where the angels. The first time I remember her talking to the angles we were in the hospital and she was sick and we were being treated in the emergency room. The nurses treated Toni like the princess she is and while at the nurses station Toni told me her angel was there in the hall way with us. She was in the cubical with us. As I look back over this time I know the angel saved my child’s life and I am so very grateful. But what I don’t Toni’s angels and I hope they know how I feel and accept my gratitude. . Thank you for reading my story!
