In the Christian faith we believe that angels are everywhere. This is my account of the angels I encountered during a recent trip to Atlanta, GA to attend a conference.
While the conference was spectacular, this story actually begins the day I was to fly home.
I woke up at 2am with a severe upset stomach. As the hours dragged on it got progressively worse and I knew that there was no way I was going to make my 10:00am flight home. Thankfully I was able to secure a later flight. The night manager of the Westin Buckhead was wonderful and granted me an extended late check out without any additional charges. By 7am I was alone in my room, my roommate having left to head to the airport and fly home to her family, to say I was envious is an understatement. As 9:30am rolled around I was continuing to go downhill and my husband convinced me it was time to head to urgent care.
This is where the first of my Atlanta Angels comes into the story.
My taxi arrived, and with it my second Atlanta Angel.