I had a friend and colleague who called me Petal. She also called me Cherub sometimes, but Petal was her name for me. She’s English, and the sound of the word sounded sweet from her lips.

I know nothing about her now and haven’t for over twenty years. She’s one of the most precious and fun people I’ve had the pleasure of befriending.

Just read

“from above the cherubim”

and immediately she came to mind

Ezekiel 9

if you hear from her, please let me know.