She is moving on.....

....I did check on her. Called her at the motel in the morning, no answer. After church I saw her moving once again down the highway with a cigarette in hand. I stopped and she remembered me with a big smile. After our little talk she wanted to get back to her "stuff" and talk to God. With respect I bid her farewell, knowing this is the only world she knows right now. I smiled.

Angels come, angels go......

11/28/09

An angel came into our lives today. I saw her on the highway walking towards Canby with her bag attached to her back over what looked to be a very nice fur coat. I had pity on her and said to myself that if she was still moving down 99E on our way back to Canby, we should stop.

She was still moving, in a sitting position along the road, and we stopped. She said she was an angel and called us angels...

She smelled bad, she looked bad and the fur coat was falling apart in all possible areas. Teeth were gone, finger nails were filthy, yet she claimed to be an angel. She was hungry so we drove to Top o' the Hill restaurant where we bought a hot meal for Valkyrie (Kristine Luise, Preston Stark), the angel.

She talked and she talked and had a beautiful oratory. I told her so and she said she had, at one time, written a book of Poetry. She had been a dancer at a high class night club in Las Vegas, she was almost killed a week ago by John Trivolta and Kelley Preston and she was related to the Walton's on TV!

She is a schizophrenic!!

A "happy" one, a delightful one, a Jesus "freak", a child of God, yet she is lost. Lost in her world of a strange reality that moves her onward toward what goal? She has been on the road for 7 years and wants to have a car and a house, she says. We have compassion on her and take her to a motel in town, which almost did not accept her.

We bid her farewell after praying for her, taking a few pictures and ending with big hugs.

She wants us to check on her tomorrow and we will.