“A little Piece of Heaven”,
that’s how I call the house next door.
It simply is a magical place to be.
The people who live in that house, are like angels on Earth to me.
I’ve met a bunch of them… but I haven’t found a single exception yet.
And I won’t… because that’s what “A Little Piece of Heaven” is all about;
“Love” is the rule.
It’s pretty addictive, their ‘love-energy’,
that’s why I’ve knocked on their door
every single day so far.
I called it secretly “my daily shower of love”.
I guess it’s not so secret any more now. J
The boys treat me like a princess when I’m there. I love feeling like a princess.
It’s not that they roll out the red carpet for me
or overwhelm me with super polished compliments.
It’s not at all like that.
The thing is… they simply treat me like ‘one of the guys’…
When I’m there, I’m one of them… one part of a big, shiny heart.
Shae is one of those guys. He’s turning twenty-seven in eleven days.
I loved him from the second we met.
He didn’t inquire me about where I came from, nor did he ask me what I did for a living.
He literally told me, with the most genuine smile…
he wasn’t really that interested in all of that.
“I do want to know who you are, Kristien. Who YOU are”, he said.
I love it when people dig a little deeper. I love it when all the masks fall off. Time to stop acting and start getting real. Oh boy, do I love that!
The story of Shae was never hidden,
but it did take me three visits before I could notice
that Shae was missing a few fingers.
I was curious about that, and so I asked.
He then told me his story, the naked story.
A story with drama… and with a happy ending.
Once again… my heart was touched by an angel.
Shae lost three and a half fingers at work when his colleague made a simple mistake.
Shae paid for that mistake with a few fingers…
In one second of his time, his life had changed forever.
The drama unfolded and Shae felt what ‘hell’ would look like.
There’s been deep pain and sadness,
profound grief and feelings of being utterly lost.
There was wishing he could make it all undone
and rage for not being able to do that.
And still…
after barely a couple of weeks…
Shae realized a few important things
that would turn his misery into bliss…
almost overnight.
I was stunned.
“In one instance I had a change of heart and realized that everything happens for a reason.”
Those were literally his words.
“I was too young to waste the rest of my life being pissed off.”
That was not the life he had signed up for. And he remembered that.
He didn’t call himself ‘grateful’.
“That was too strong of a word,” he said.
He did call it ‘bliss’.
Because it turned him into this pure, loving being.
A being I call… an angel.
Shae doesn’t spend his time blaming others,
or judging them for who they seem to be.
He’s an open book and
will never tell you a lie.
He simply doesn’t see the point of that.
You can be who you want to be around Shae,
‘cause he will love you no matter what.
He had to grow up way faster than most of us need to.
And it has cost him three and a half fingers…
but Shae remembers how to love…
and that impacted my life today.
I could write a whole book on the guys who live next door. And maybe I will someday.
Or maybe not.
But for now I simply swirl in the delicious thought
that the neighbors next door
are actually angels… pretending to be humans.
How blessed am I?
It simply is a magical place to be.
The people who live in that house, are like angels on Earth to me.
I’ve met a bunch of them… but I haven’t found a single exception yet.
And I won’t… because that’s what “A Little Piece of Heaven” is all about;
“Love” is the rule.
It’s pretty addictive, their ‘love-energy’,
that’s why I’ve knocked on their door
every single day so far.
I called it secretly “my daily shower of love”.
I guess it’s not so secret any more now. J
The boys treat me like a princess when I’m there. I love feeling like a princess.
It’s not that they roll out the red carpet for me
or overwhelm me with super polished compliments.
It’s not at all like that.
The thing is… they simply treat me like ‘one of the guys’…
When I’m there, I’m one of them… one part of a big, shiny heart.
Shae is one of those guys. He’s turning twenty-seven in eleven days.
I loved him from the second we met.
He didn’t inquire me about where I came from, nor did he ask me what I did for a living.
He literally told me, with the most genuine smile…
he wasn’t really that interested in all of that.
“I do want to know who you are, Kristien. Who YOU are”, he said.
I love it when people dig a little deeper. I love it when all the masks fall off. Time to stop acting and start getting real. Oh boy, do I love that!
The story of Shae was never hidden,
but it did take me three visits before I could notice
that Shae was missing a few fingers.
I was curious about that, and so I asked.
He then told me his story, the naked story.
A story with drama… and with a happy ending.
Once again… my heart was touched by an angel.
Shae lost three and a half fingers at work when his colleague made a simple mistake.
Shae paid for that mistake with a few fingers…
In one second of his time, his life had changed forever.
The drama unfolded and Shae felt what ‘hell’ would look like.
There’s been deep pain and sadness,
profound grief and feelings of being utterly lost.
There was wishing he could make it all undone
and rage for not being able to do that.
And still…
after barely a couple of weeks…
Shae realized a few important things
that would turn his misery into bliss…
almost overnight.
I was stunned.
“In one instance I had a change of heart and realized that everything happens for a reason.”
Those were literally his words.
“I was too young to waste the rest of my life being pissed off.”
That was not the life he had signed up for. And he remembered that.
He didn’t call himself ‘grateful’.
“That was too strong of a word,” he said.
He did call it ‘bliss’.
Because it turned him into this pure, loving being.
A being I call… an angel.
Shae doesn’t spend his time blaming others,
or judging them for who they seem to be.
He’s an open book and
will never tell you a lie.
He simply doesn’t see the point of that.
You can be who you want to be around Shae,
‘cause he will love you no matter what.
He had to grow up way faster than most of us need to.
And it has cost him three and a half fingers…
but Shae remembers how to love…
and that impacted my life today.
I could write a whole book on the guys who live next door. And maybe I will someday.
Or maybe not.
But for now I simply swirl in the delicious thought
that the neighbors next door
are actually angels… pretending to be humans.
How blessed am I?
waaw!
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