These Angels were gifts I bought myself in the gift shop at the hospital when my Dad was dying of esophageal cancer. There are six of them in various poses with wings curled protectively around the children. The pegasus was one of those bone china figures mounted on a piece of cardstock that used to be sold behind the counter in Ma & Pa type cafe's and my Mom bought me this one after lunch one day.
three good things
1. Even in the days of dying from cancer there can be love and family and reasons why living is worth it
2. Imagination that takes what is real and adds to it until what is imaginary creates a beauty that is real too. Artists
3. the ability to see the bright side even in the dark
