Angel Stories – Parents and Child

This Angel Story is presented by The Healing Codes but is in Annika’s own words and used with her permission.

I don’t remember how old I was when the following incident happened, but I must have been between 6 and 8 years old. Then, my family consisted of 4, my parents, my sister 2 years younger than myself, and I. We had stayed at an old family-owned mansion 3 hours away from our home that my dad and grandpa had been working on to restore. It was my grandfather’s wish that my family should live in it someday.

On the way back though, my parents got into a huge argument. It was about a possible relocation of our family to live in that house – something my mother did not want. It was a traumatic experience, the argument escalated into what I remember to have been hours of yelling, screaming, stopping the car, somebody leaving the car, throwing things. My sister and I were in the backseat crying, witnessing all that was going on. At some point, my father had left the car threatening he would just walk all the way back. My mother got into the driver’s seat and did persuade my father to get back into the car. I had had it as the arguing went on, so I prayed. I don’t remember exactly what I prayed, I just wanted all of this to stop. After I prayed, I fell asleep. When I woke up, we were almost home and the car was quiet. I asked my parents if they had made up again, and although there was still some tension, at least they had reached a more peaceful place.

You might wonder where the angel part comes in. Well, I didn’t know about anything of this until afterwards. Much later, we would sometimes talk about that incident, and I told my parents that I prayed. Everybody remembers that part even though nobody knew I was praying. They remember it because my mom remembers being so upset that she was barely able to drive until suddenly she felt like somebody was stearing the car with her. She remembers feeling safe and not out of control anymore. And that was the exact same moment too my parent’s arguing subsided and they started to calm down. Who knows, an angel might have just saved our lives that day.

That’s my angel story.

Annika Constantin