Sometimes we find Angels in dark corners of dark rooms not dressed in white with glowing wings and golden halos but hearts of gold and souls of old and kindness flowing from their lips. Sometimes we find Angels in our darkest moments when we are most tired and the room spins quickly and your heart races and tears are falling and you can not breathe. Sometimes we find Angels and they never know it,unaware of who they are or what they are and what they bring and give to this world. Sometimes we find Angels. I know. I've met a few.