But what happens when you get two of them? When the universe—or fate, or grace—looks at your life and decides that one halo just isn’t enough light for the room?
When you multiply an angel by two, you don’t get a quieter house. You get a holier one. Because holiness isn’t silence. It’s love, loud and messy and repeated. To my girls, angel girl x 2
“You are my angel. Times two.”
Not just twice the blessing. Twice the reason I believe in them. Final Thought If you have an angel girl—or two—in your life, don’t wait for a special occasion to tell her. Trace the shape of her cheek. Fix her crooked crown (even if it’s just a paper one from a birthday party). And whisper: But what happens when you get two of them