I remember when I created this piece so much pain. I remember every paint stroke, every jewel and her crown in this creation. So back when I can barely remember it is seriously repressed, but I think 2006. Anyway I was supposed to go to a grand celebration of my Mother's religious sister. I was real excited about it but was told I could not go. :( Mother said "I was not old enough." So tired of hearing that. I really wanted to be there to support her because we served on the Sojourner Truth committee back in 2001. I began working on this piece and I plan to keep it for myself. I heard through the grapevine that she was asking about me and why I was not there. My mother told her I was sick. Why she say that? A few months later this grand soul came all the way from Boston, MA to a church in Philadelphia. The Church Ushers called me and told me she was asking for me and the bus would not move. I grabbed this piece I named Angel in Waiting and this beautiful red box from my stash the Angel fit in there perfectly. I made a bee line for Philly, but again I was not able to get in. I asked to speak to the Ushers and they put me in a holding room. I was told again that I could not see her, my mother's orders. So, I gave the church Ushers the gift with stern instructions. Till this day, I do not know if she got it.
St. Matthew 26:53 Thinkest thou that I cannot now pray to my Father, and He shall presently give Me more than twelve legions of angels?
