Diana, that was a great story. I really do feel Dad sends me butterflies. It all started when I was really young and they would lite on my dad. I couldn't believe they would actually land on a person and stay there for awhile. They would never land on me..until after his death.
I've had them land on my head, my cheek, the corner rim of my glasses...so funny. People will look and point if it happens while I'm in town or where there are other people. When I'm feeling particulary down or even just missing my dad...one will appear, whether it be a real one, or a picture or some kind of butterfly. I just know that they appear when I need them.
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To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven. ECCLESIASTES 3:1
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