Butterfly
In my
Radar. A viceroy floats over my head. I
Try to chase it to snap a photo of my kiss from
Heaven. Andy, our youngest was born on October 14, 27 years ago today. The viceroy drifts upward, claiming the heavens and this
Day as his own. Unaware of my grief as I
Am unable to hug my child.
Yet another year without Andy.
Why, in spite of this, do
I claim victory?
Someday I will also see
Heaven.
Everyone I’ve loved and lost will be there. I will give my hugs to many. All because of my
Savior.
Farther Along 
Thank you for reminding me that there is hope in my grief. I lost my precious Hannah 5 weeks ago- she was 19. I’m searching desperately for a way to see the light in this dark terror of life without her. I don’t understand how my heart continues to beat, but it does, and I have to find a new way to function without my beautiful girl.
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Nancy, on behalf of all of the mothers our hearts cry and sigh for you. Take one breath at a time. They are not easy, but I encourage you to strive to live a life that would make your Hannah proud.
Bless you and your family,
Beverly
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Thank you, dear Kay. I enjoyed working outside on Tuesday. It was a day of reflection and gratefulness, although bittersweet.
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Beverly,
I thought of you and Andy and butterflies yesterday. Thanks for sharing your butterfly/birthday wishes with us all.
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