In early October, I came down with a bad case of the flu.  I was so sick that I only felt like laying in bed.  I did not go to work, and I felt totally weak.  One of my students’ moms called me up and said she was bringing me some soup for dinner, and also was bringing her portable massage table!  I said ok, and soon she appeared at my house.  She even brought   a CD of a light rainstorm, to relax my ears.   I had a very relaxing massage, which helped my sore back and neck.   When she was ready to leave, I felt so much better.  I told her she was my angel.  She said that her two small children often call her "Angel Mommy," and that it embarrasses her.  By the way, this woman happens to play the HARP… now isn’t that the instrument of an angel, after all?