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via Butterfly stuck on a koala bear! — Fellowship of the Minds

Reblogged on kommonsentsjane/blogkommonsents.

We have a lot of butterflies around our home.  When I see them, I always relate to them as if they are my dead loved ones who are here for a short visit.  While enjoying the blooming flowers, I always ask questions like – now which relative are you,  today,  and call a name and have a short conversation and this is why the following story caught my eye.

.It was the night before my 30th birthday. I was having an awful day. Hadn’t eaten or slept due to unfortunate circumstances. I was cleaning a commercial building and went to throw out the trash. As I walked out, I spotted a monarch butterfly on the floor. I picked him up and he flew out of my hands and landed on the wall. I tried again and this time he let me touch him. I brought him inside and he stayed on my hand. I began to sweep the floor and he was still there. I placed him on my shoulder and he stayed with me the whole night and on my drive home. I talked to him and asked if he was my grandpa. He opened his wings. I put him on my canvas on my wall when I got home. I took pictures to keep that memory. The next day he was gone. I thought maybe it was my grandpa watching me. He died on my 8th birthday. I miss him everyday. I think he was comforting me and telling me everything was going to be ok. I will never forget this day.

In the life of a butterfly.

kommonsentsjane