Recently my mother purchased several angels at an estate sale.  One of which was a nurse angel.  Knowing that my Aunt in Tennessee is a nurse, my mother wanted to send it to her because my mother believes that everyone needs a guardian angel.  However, my mother and my Aunt are not on speaking terms.  Afraid that my Aunt would not accept the angel, mother decided to send it to my Aunt in Florida first and have her mail it to my Aunt in Tennessee.  Needless-to-say this chore fell to me.
I went to the post office and asked the woman behind the counter how much it would cost me to mail the package.  I knew that I only had $5 in cash on me and that I would have to spend at least $10 to use my debit card.  Priority mail only came to $8.60  It was too much for me to pay cash and too little for me to use my card.  So I called my mother to see if she needed stamps.  It was the only thing I could think of to buy to bring my total up high enough to be able to use my card.  As soon as I got off the phone, I started to tell the woman behind the counter that I’d take about 10 stamps when suddenly this woman came out of nowhere and handed the worker two $5 bills and said, 
“I’ll take care of it.  It’s on me.  I know how it is to be out and not have enough cash to do what you need to do.   I just happen to have some spare cash on me tonight so it’s no big deal.  Really, I’ve got it.”  The woman was a nurse dressed in pink scrubs with long blond hair and a beautiful smile.  I thanked her profusely and told her “May Gold bless you 10 fold”, but all she did was smile and say, “Honey don’t worry about it.  It’s ok, I understand.”  I walked out of the post office with a smile on my face and a spring in my step.
I guess even my angel needed her own guardian angel.