First of all, I want this disclaimer out there: menopause has made me into more of a sap than I used to be.
Angel Bumps are Anne Bardsley’s term for messages from beyond. Not in a creepy sci-fi way, but rather just little signs – feathers, butterflies, batteries – that remind you so strongly of someone who has passed away that you are sure that it is them sending you a reminder that they are still there, somewhere, looking out for you. For everyone who watched the Super Bowl episode of “This Is Us” (and for both of you out there who didn’t) Rebecca mentioned her own Angel Bumps – how Jack sent her a laugh every year on Super Bowl Sunday. This isn’t a woo-woo séance thing, this is everyday people looking for meaning in loss thing.
Anne has collected her own stories and those of 50 other authors. They’re all sad, in that someone cherished dies in every story, but they’re also life-affirming because they tell of loved ones never really going away. Angel Bumps are reminders of love and affection, and sweet as all get out.
This book is for everyone who has ever seen a cardinal in the snow and thought it was their long lost mother coming for a visit, and everyone who is searching for a way to cope with the loss of a loved one.