I woke up and got ready for work today with a very heavy heart. Missing you, facing the 6-month mile marker of your loss, losing one of the Beans...it has all taken its toll on Momma this week. But, there was just too much work waiting for me at the office to take a mental health day. So, I squared my shoulders and pulled it together to get into the office.
Before leaving the house, I searched the side yard for Zeke the Cat. While I'm fine with him playing outside during the cooler overnight hours, it's just been too hot throughout the midwest for him to be a daytime outdoor kitty. Luckily, I found him causing mischief right by the driveway, but before I could corral him inside we had a visitor. A very familiar visitor. PEANUT!? BEAN?! Actually, it was a large, bright gold and black butterfly who flitted around Zeke, then Momma, and continued to circle around us for a minute or two before heading off across the yard.
Over the course of this summer we have had the same two butterflies visitors. I'm not sure where they "live" but they always fly by when Momma needs it most. One is a beautiful orange and black Monarch butterfly who I've actually been seeing since mid-spring. The other, a gold and black butterfly - a Tiger Swallowtail, I believe - started coming around in June. Hmmmm...possibly the Baby Bean?
It gives me comfort to see these two lovely butterflies. They know us, and my heart knows them...my angel babies. Thank you for lifting Momma's heart, and providing the strength I needed to get through the day with hope and energy. I love you so very much - to the moon and back!