Walking down the streets, looking for angels. People passing by, looking for angels. The girl smoothing her hand over her belly wondering how she's going to tell her parents about the baby. The man fingering his wedding ring and yanking it off, trying to place how something so wonderful changed so quickly into something so nightmarish. The boy chatting with his friends, trying to act like nothing's wrong, even though he's breaking apart inside. So many people just waiting for a reason to not give up. Waiting for someone to smile, give them a word of encouragement, just give them a reason to believe that they aren't entirely worthless. You never know how much a difference you can make to someone just looking for angels. In the midst of the most painful faces angels show up in the strangest of places. What will you do to make a difference, to make a change? What will you do to help someone along the way?
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About Me!Hannah writes to satisfy her imagination. She's written six books so far--five of which need to be rewritten--and is working on a seventh. She ranges through a variety of genres, but favors contemporary YA, fixing broken characters. She wants to use her writing to change people and bring hope. She's currently going to college for Nursing and that takes up most of her writing time. She's a rather stereotypical writer, talking to imaginary friends, eavesdropping on people at the store, secretly being nosy, stashing herself away in her room with a paper and pen and chocolate and her teddy bear. She loves Jesus, the way the morning smells, her family of seven (four siblings), old movies, fairy tales, candles at night and helping people. She writes on another blog at nerdywriter.blogspot.com to hopefully build her chances of publication. My Author Site:Archives
December 2016
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