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Join Date: Oct 2006
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Join Date: Oct 2006
Posts: 1,194
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I couldn’t remember what the signifigance of butterflies where to Mark and why they were stirring up memories. Last night I was going through the scrapbook my mom and I made of Mark’s life. I found one of the memorial things which we did at the funeral. I totally forgot out it until you mentioned butterflies.
My mom had these little cards made up with this poem on the front:
"A butterfly lights beside us like a sunbeam.
And for a brief moment its glory and beauty
belong to our world.
But then it flies on again,
and though we wish it could have stayed,
we feel so lucky to have seen it."
On the back it says:
"Today we celebrate life with the release of butterflies.
The animals you have been given will emerge from their envelopes
and alight on your hand for a moment before flying off.
Butterflies, a symbol of life, and freedom, were always special to Mark.
Open the envelope and allow the butterfly to emerge on its own. It might take a few moments for the beautiful creature to adjust to the light and temperature before it flies off.
These animals are natives, will thrive and insure the continuation of their species, keeping memory alive."
Mark’s memory is living on through butterflies and so is your dad Nikkey.
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Cats nap, only humans put them "to sleep". Sterilize, don't euthanize!!
BJ
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