After my dad passed I kept seeing butterflies by me. It would swoop in front of me, by be, one time it landed on my shoulder. I would see one around me every now and then for a couple of months.
One time is was at my moms and we were talking about my dad on her patio. I noticed a butterfly fluttering around about twenty feet from us. As my mom talked I couldn't take my eyes off that butterfly. It made it's way over to us and I just smiled at my mom. We watched the butterfly as it flew into her house through her open patio door, just a couple of feet in, and then it came back out and flew off. I often wonder if it was wishful thinking or a sign.
__________________ B.J.mom to :  Jake J.J. Jack & Joey, momma misses you..... The joy found in the companionship of a pet is a blessing not given to everyone. The two most powerful words when we’re in struggle: me too.. |