Guardian Angels are not soft creatures who tread silently behind us, watching us fight from the sidelines. They are warriors who walk beside us into battle. They are bruised and bloodied, covered in grit, and ready for another round. They don’t whisper sweet nothings in our ear; they scream at us until their throats are raw to get up, to keep going. They offer us their hand when we get knocked down, and we make them proud every time we get back up and dust ourselves off. They are our resilience, our will to fight, and they know that we are far more capable than we could ever know. We are warriors, and Guardian Angels are our brothers and sisters in arms, who fight alongside us.
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