When I was younger, I used to dream of collecting angel figurines. Like the photo above. I love angels. I feel like there’s one guiding us every step of the way and the figurine is a perfect representation of the angel I have in mind. A friend in college gave me two angel figurines. I know my mom stored most of our things because we were supposed to move. I think it’s in one of the boxes left unopened upstairs.

I no longer dream of collecting angel figurines. I still love angels but I have outgrown that desire for clutter. I think I will get single one for my room soon. Not now but soon when I already have the money to buy a Lladro.