I have read that deceased loved ones send things down from Heaven to let us know they are still among us, watching over us. It can be pennies, butterflies, or anything that reminds you of them. I am experiencing that now, but it’s not pennies, but butterflies. Let me start at the beginning.
Rewind to July 7, 2013, we were told that my cherished grandmother tested positive for pancreatic cancer. Being told someone you love has cancer is like a punch in the stomach; it’s something no one want to go through. Trust me on this, you don’t want to know the feeling of your heart breaking. At that moment, life couldn’t get any worse.</p><p>I am blessed to say I had a very close relationship with Memaw. In some aspects, we were like two peas in a pod needless to say, we did a lot together. And now the reality was I was going to lose one of my closest friends. But the memories we made over the 17 years I had the privilege of call her Memaw will carry me through the rest of my years without her. Drinking the fizz after she poured a coke, and riding the Dahlonega Mind Trail together along with the many beach trips we made as a family and the time she broke her forearm right before we went to the beach and she made sure she had a waterproof cast so she could go in the ocean. And the time I spent the night with her and we stayed up super late (Mom got mad at us) playing computer games and in the morning each of us had a large MacDonald’s chocolate milkshake. Its memories like those that will give me comfort in the future. And all the stuff she did for the grandkids, she would fill our stockings Christmas Eve, make us Easter Baskets on Easter Sunday, beach bag-that she made for us to have something to do the 6 hour ride to South Carolina- not to mention she made the best chocolate cake you have ever put in your mouth. How could it happen to her?? Why not someone I didn’t love so much?? Why now?? My questions could all be answered in one sentence. God had a reason. Instead of wishing different, I needed to wake up and face reality. The reality was Memaw was going to die sooner or later. I just hoped later. And sooner than anyone would have wanted Memaw passed away on July 26, 2013. That was one of the worse nights of my life. I planned to spend the night with Mom and Memaw; Mom told me before I headed to hospice, “It may happen tonight and if it does you can do into the family waiting room.” My reply was, “Mom, I’m still coming.” And I am a stronger person, because of it. Memaw passed away while I was there. I was in the room when she was pronounced dead. She was around when I came into the world and I was there when she left this world since then life seemed like a blur.
Then on September 17, 2013, I read the article on loved ones sending things down to us. After thinking about it, I realized there has been a black/blue butterfly flitting around our house since that night in July; we went to the lake and one rode on the boat with us!! I figured out Memaw has been sending us butterflies. Now whenever I see a butterfly my day has turned around.