Today was meant to be spent attending a conference all day. But something came over me and at very short notice I took on some work in the afternoon. While on my way into work I kept asking myself, why I did that. There was no need. I didn’t have to. In fact I felt quite silly but well, there was no going back. So, I settled down with the idea that it is just the way it was meant to be.

At work one of my patients turned out to be a friend of a friend. After a brief conversation, she told me that she knew of Saagar from our mutual friend. Even though we had never met before, I could tell from her eyes that she got it. She is mother to a young man too. She looked at Saagar’s picture and said, “He is an angel.”

At that moment I realised how much I needed to hear that. I have been thinking about all the wonderful things that have happened since Saagar’s sad and sudden passing. It is not a co-incidence that since then, many things that I wished deeply for have come true, my relationships with myself and with others are authentic as can be and in the midst of deep darkness, I have found immense love and kindness in and around me. I am certain he has everything to do with it. His gifts are everywhere. 

Some only dream of angels. I held one in my arms.