03/10/2026
chapter from my forthcoming memoir, The BabyDoll Chronicles
One night many years ago I was alone in a small motel room in Naples, Florida.
My mother had just been transferred to hospice. I had flown there, suddenly, and was overwhelmed by what I had seen in the hospital. She was around 70 pounds.
I fell to the floor beside the bed crying and praying out loud.
“God… Mother Mary… Archangel Michael… I can’t do this by myself.”
I knew my family would not be there.
I believed I was completely alone.
A few minutes later my phone rang.
“Sue, it’s Michael… your old spiritual coach. You keep popping on my heart radar so I thought I’d call.”
I told him what was happening.
Without hesitation he said,
“I’m getting in my truck right now. I’ll be there in three and a half hours.”
He drove across the state of Florida that night and met me in the hospice parking lot.
When I stepped out of the cab he opened his arms and said,
“You’re not alone in this process.”
Sometimes help arrives in ways we cannot explain.
Sometimes the person who shows up is the answer to the prayer you just whispered.
And sometimes, in the darkest moments of life, we discover that we were never as alone as we feared.
~ Sue Waldman
Pink Light Sanctuary
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