It’s better, mostly.
There are still moments when the sorrow is too much but you know, an odd little blue-black butterfly has taken up residence since she left us and seems to be making a point of following me around when I’m outside.
It’s just the color she was and in spite of my lifelong ‘way with critters’, I’ve never had a butterfly decide it was going to land on me and ride around, especially not as a habit.
I take it as a sign from God that Halla is happy and well, somewhere and truth be told, it does remind me so much of her and her happy, reckless, ‘loopy’ way of running.
But now I worry about it with cold weather approaching.
I wonder if I should bring it inside or let it be whatever it is?
[pinging momtothree for butterfly sightings] :)
I don’t know much about butterflies — except that they’re beautiful — but the fact that every insect I find in my home pretty much dies when it cannot find it’s way outside again tells me they wouldn’t do well inside. I just don’t think insects do well inside. They seem to need the outside, the special diet, the sun, the grass. Your butterfly will do find out there. The Lord gave her/him (?) the ability to know what to do in colder weather.