Missing an angel

"In the arms of your angel, may you find some comfort here," sarah sings on my headphones. I like this song, a lot.
Just drove to trader joe's where I had an arranged meeting to sell the old vacuum clener.  One more item decluttered from the house and that makes me happy.
Cheap, but enough to shop for lunch, milk and cereal.  Good stuff. 
Then I tweeked my knee making a quick turn around a corner at the store.  Bummer.  Feels like the ol' miniscus letting me know that I'm no longer invincible... Be grateful, NOW!!!
And I am.  This time AN angel was watching over to avoiid a bigger disaster... But it doesn't make me miss my angel any less.

my thumbs are tired... this email was written on my supah-kool cell thingy!