Butterflies and Unexpected Miracles
Most people wouldn't give a second thought to a Monarch on the ground during the last dregs of summer. But then again, I am not most people. In certain circles a butterfly sighting might bring a wee bit of interest. Nature lovers, little children and puppies, tree huggers, photography buffs, and the group who no one ever wishes to belong, any of us who grieve a loved one. The butterfly becomes a symbol of something greater than we can see with our finite eyes. Many funeral homes use it as a logo, to try and soften the reason we attend. Absolutely nothing can soften the grief we feel. The time spent planning these things are done in dull shock, barely aware of anything except the gaping hole in our hearts. But eventually, as time passes and the gaping wound builds scar tissue, we can see how a butterfly does bring a small bit of hope to a bleeding heart. The funny little striped caterpillar eats as much as it possibly can before the magic begins. He can not stay a cat