Today, I saw an angel.

I was in the middle of nowhere, sitting on a bench outside some no-name gas station.

The car: Nondescript, with an uneven wear pattern to the left front tire. Probably out of alignment.

The girl: Young, stumbling on insecure feet, her face disfigured by some strange birth defect.

The Angel: The mother. The love she feels for her daughter is tangible – you see it in her smile, you see it in her eyes. She has one of the most gorgeous faces I have ever seen.

As she helped her daughter into the car, she signed to the girl, before walking around the car to the driver side.

“I’ll be right there, stay.”

The moment between mother and daughter was so precious – it just made me smile.

And as I smiled, our eyes met. My eyes were opened, and I could see.

There is a story there to be told – a missing father? An abusive husband? Who knows. But in the brief moment that our eyes met, I could sense there was something.

What is that something? We may never know. But what I do know, is that in the middle of nowhere… there is an angel, taking care of the most precious little girl in the world.