Dear Nikkey,
as this is your thread, i could not but read your story. and i found it immensely touching. i am sorry for your loss. i do think there must be something to butterflies. Perhaps your Dad pegged it with his quote... they do represent metamorphosis, from something that lives on earth, to something which flies light and free... like the spirit.
May i share with you very simply that a friend of mine lost her mom about a year ago... and soon afterwards a yellow butterfly (not white, red, blue, etc, but yellow, like yours) started visiting her regularly. and my friend too, felt it was her mom coming to comfort her through the butterfly.
So... is it kooky? i dunno. it seems like, something is happening here.
Take care Nikkey. I wish you strength as you struggle with your grief in memory of your dad's passing.
And I am glad your yellow butterfly found you, and you had those special moments of connection.
~ waves ~
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Originally Posted by Nik-key
Since Dad's burial last June I have a new love. Butterflies. Yellow ones in particular.
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A quote came to me.... I can't remember when I first heard it, but I know it was my Dad who told it to me....
"Just when the caterpillar thought the world was over,
it turned into a butterfly."
It has been a year since that day, and I still can not find words to express the emotions that flew through me at that moment. I knew Dad was at peace. I knew he was there with me.
Every single time I have gone to his grave, I have seen a yellow butterfly. Not orange, purple, blue...but yellow. Crazy to think Dad came to me by way of a butterfly? Perhaps. But, it brings me peace. |