It happened a few days back. It was just my basic 'trying to get through another day without losing myself' type of morning. I did what I always did; wake up son, open all the blinds in the house (because I love the sun light) and make son breakfast. As I was opening one of the dinning room blinds I see this pastel yellow butterfly just peaking through. I stood there for about 2 minutes and watched it as it was just watching me. I didn't move, didn't speak, I just watched it flutter in the same spot. It then flew away; I just thought that was the weirdest thing ever.
Few hours had past; I decided to take ALL my plants outside to get some fresh air and feel the breeze. (They've been pretty neglected these last few weeks, so they need it). I open my front door and place one of the biggest ones first; and there she was, the what I assume was the same butterfly just flying around my front door. I was taken back a bit. I continued to put one by one the rest of my plants on my door step. The butterfly was still there, fluttering around my half dying plants and then it made the move; it circled around me, like it was checking me out. I was beginning to feel a sense of comfort and familiarity. Then it was gone.
I went back inside, sat there on my couch and thought about what just happened, what it meant. (I'm the type of person that has to find meaning in everything). As I sat there my grandmother came to mind. I haven't really thought about her in years. I then remembered something she told me when I was a very very young child.
My grandma told me that butterflies carry the souls of people who have past. I was so terrified of them growing up because of that. It then hit me, could that have been my angel visiting me? I looked up what yellow butterflies signifies and it said "soul at peace". I broke down; I took that as my sweet angel was visiting her almost home and forever family. It's been a few days and she hasn't returned but I have hope she will. When she does I'll be that crazy lady having a full on emotional conversation with a butterfly; and I am a hundred percent okay with that.
"My darling angel baby, silent from the start. Your footsteps echo loudly as you dance upon my heart."
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