One day when I was very young, probably 1 or 2 years old, my mother was feeding me at our kitchen table. I was eating whatever it was that she was spoon-feeding me, but my eyes were focused above her head.

"What are you looking at?" she asked me after looking behind her to realize that nothing was there.

"Mimi," I said.

"What?" she asked, extremely confused. "Who is Mimi?"

"Right there! Mimi!" I said. But there was nothing in sight.

Although confused, my mother just brushed it off, thinking nothing of it.

Not too long after, maybe a month or so, I was sitting next to my mother in church, fiddling with the silver charm bracelet on her arm. All of a sudden, I got extremely excited, and my mother wasn't sure why.

"Mom! Mimi! This is Mimi!" I said with enthusiasm as I held and pointed to the guardian angel charm on the bracelet. My mother was in awe. Had I been looking at my guardian angel above her head that one day? Ever since then, the idea of Mimi as my guardian angel was something we referred to a lot, especially during my cancer treatment when I was 4.

This past week, I, along with my Love Your Melon campus crew, visited a little 5-year-old girl with cancer, and the minute I saw her, I couldn't help but see myself in her. She was the same age as I was when I was going through treatment, and her short hair and happy attitude reminded me so much of myself. I was overcome with emotion when I first met her and her family. I had to try hard to hold it together, but once the fun activities started, I was OK.

We started doing arts and crafts, and because she loves animals, we had her and her sister painting paper plates to make them look like different animal faces. She decided to paint a tiger, and when she finished, someone in my crew asked, "What is your tiger's name?"

"Hmm. Mimi!" she said with a smile.

You cannot tell me that there is not something greater than us in this world.