White Butterfly
I have a friend whom I used to work with about 20 years ago or so. We worked in different departments at the job but she was very close in proximity to my department. You could literally take 4 or 5 feet to get to her desk from mine. She quit her job before I left mine. She had gotten a better job at a University. So, we lost contact for years. Along came Facebook and about 4 or so years ago I found her on there through another friend whom I worked with. We reconnected and wrote back and forth and commented on each other's posts via Facebook. She got to know me again and I got to know her again. We talked more on there then when we sort of worked together. Things are sort of weird in the world today how that can happen.
Anyway, one of parents had gotten sick about a few months after my mom had her first stroke so be sort of bonded because we both had sick parents and exchanged notes how to take care of them and shared our struggles and joys. We both didn't know it at the time but in the same year two months apart we would be sharing the same grief too. Her parent passed away two months after my brother passed away. Both were sudden deaths and we found ourselves once again being connected this time by grief.
Unlike myself, she has a larger support system. She has many friends and co-workers that help hold her up and are there for her to give her what she needs as she grieves. I have a very small circle of friends who actually took the time to even say they were sorry for the loss of my brother and even smaller who even bothered to ask if there was anything I needed or just showed up. Granted, family members are even worse. Years ago there was a big fall out with my mom and her sister over something that I know neither of them remember now. My mom is over 80 now and her sister is right behind her by 5 years. Both of them on good days can remember their names. I am only slightly exaggerating. Time has taken it's toll on each of their memories in different ways. So, for years about 10 or so her side of the family, her kids, grand kids and now great grand kids make no effort to talk to us, the cousins. I have reached out more then once and gave them phone numbers, addresses and such and they never reached back or out and so that was that. My friend has a great support system. She is rather close with her family and even closer with most of her inner circle of friends. They are totally there for her. They just show up and say what can I do?
So, today I was not surprised to read a post on her page that said that her friends had shown up again, one of them and got her just what she needed. Some how they just seem to know. She also had a few little reminders of her angels, her parent and her good friend who passed away too in December. She was saying that she felt them today as she went about her business of going to appointments.
Then I thought about my day. Today I walked to the corner store. Most days that is as far as I get. With a possible side trip around the corner on a good week. So, I was walking back from the store with my bag and in one of my amateur photography groups the theme is something green so I saw some green in the form of plants growing by the curb. I whipped out my cell phone to capture their green so I could post it to the group later. So, I noticed that this white butterfly kept flying around me. I moved and it moved. Like it was following me. At the time I didn't think too much about it. I was hoping though to get a picture of it but I had no luck with a picture. So, as I got to the crosswalk to cross the street to go back to my house the butterfly circled around me one more time and then flew away. I went back inside and that was that.
So, after reading my friend's post I took another look at what had happened to me earlier today and said to myself maybe, just maybe that butterfly was trying to watch over me in some way that butterfly was my angel for today. My little support system butterfly. Yeah, that is they way I am going to think of it. For just one moment in time the butterfly flew around me to let me know that my angels are watching over me and it is going to be okay.
Anyway, one of parents had gotten sick about a few months after my mom had her first stroke so be sort of bonded because we both had sick parents and exchanged notes how to take care of them and shared our struggles and joys. We both didn't know it at the time but in the same year two months apart we would be sharing the same grief too. Her parent passed away two months after my brother passed away. Both were sudden deaths and we found ourselves once again being connected this time by grief.
Unlike myself, she has a larger support system. She has many friends and co-workers that help hold her up and are there for her to give her what she needs as she grieves. I have a very small circle of friends who actually took the time to even say they were sorry for the loss of my brother and even smaller who even bothered to ask if there was anything I needed or just showed up. Granted, family members are even worse. Years ago there was a big fall out with my mom and her sister over something that I know neither of them remember now. My mom is over 80 now and her sister is right behind her by 5 years. Both of them on good days can remember their names. I am only slightly exaggerating. Time has taken it's toll on each of their memories in different ways. So, for years about 10 or so her side of the family, her kids, grand kids and now great grand kids make no effort to talk to us, the cousins. I have reached out more then once and gave them phone numbers, addresses and such and they never reached back or out and so that was that. My friend has a great support system. She is rather close with her family and even closer with most of her inner circle of friends. They are totally there for her. They just show up and say what can I do?
So, today I was not surprised to read a post on her page that said that her friends had shown up again, one of them and got her just what she needed. Some how they just seem to know. She also had a few little reminders of her angels, her parent and her good friend who passed away too in December. She was saying that she felt them today as she went about her business of going to appointments.
Then I thought about my day. Today I walked to the corner store. Most days that is as far as I get. With a possible side trip around the corner on a good week. So, I was walking back from the store with my bag and in one of my amateur photography groups the theme is something green so I saw some green in the form of plants growing by the curb. I whipped out my cell phone to capture their green so I could post it to the group later. So, I noticed that this white butterfly kept flying around me. I moved and it moved. Like it was following me. At the time I didn't think too much about it. I was hoping though to get a picture of it but I had no luck with a picture. So, as I got to the crosswalk to cross the street to go back to my house the butterfly circled around me one more time and then flew away. I went back inside and that was that.
So, after reading my friend's post I took another look at what had happened to me earlier today and said to myself maybe, just maybe that butterfly was trying to watch over me in some way that butterfly was my angel for today. My little support system butterfly. Yeah, that is they way I am going to think of it. For just one moment in time the butterfly flew around me to let me know that my angels are watching over me and it is going to be okay.
Comments
Post a Comment