During my nieces' 19 month bout with cancer, Angels became a very real thing to her and to my entire family. As the cancer began to spread throughout her body, she became weaker and weaker. She never gave up, and she leaned heavily on her Guardian Angels. A bumper sticker was put on the family car that said "I Believe in Angels".
The last two days of her life were extremely hard and painful, but there was a very special energy around her. At one point, she asked her mother if she could see all the Angels. "There are so many. I must be healed, even though I still hurt. There are so many Angels, I know I'm healed", she told her mother.
As she weakened and became semi-conscious, the energy in the room became overwhelming. At one point as I was standing beside her bed, I became very nauseous from the intensity of the energy. I didn't want to leave her side, but I knew I had to sit down and ground myself. After I had centered and grounded myself, I went back to her bedside. Standing behind her bed, between her and the wall, was a huge Angel. I leaned over and whispered to her asking her if she knew a huge beautiful Angel was standing behind her. She could barely speak, but managed a whispered "yes".
It wasn't long after that she left with her Angels. I know that now she is healed.