Butterflies

I was feeling a little poetic, spiritual, whatever you must call it today.

I also just signed in on here and realized that the last post I wrote just over a month ago has a relative theme to what I feel today.

I was at work the other day and as I was parking a golf cart I noticed this pretty yellow butterfly flying around me. Didn't think much of it, other than that it was beautiful.

A few days later, I was just having one of those hard to get through days. When you work 60 hours a week, burnouts occur more often than not and I was just struggling to get to my sleep in day. Again I was walking by the driving range and saw this beautiful yellow butterfly. Whether it was the same one or not, I found it kind of fascinating that I had seen one like it twice in the same week.

I'm not really for or against spiritual signs or whatever you may call them. I believe everyone feels what they want to feel and that is how it is. But I was thinking of my grandma near the end of this week while I was at work, just kind of sad that her life ended earlier than it should have. Guess what happened to be there as I was thinking this?

That same butterfly flew around me for a few days and it gave me a reason to smile during the day. Now whether it was a sign from my grandma looking down on me or just encouraging me to keep going I will never know. I just know that the fact that it was one of her favorite colors and that it came at the time it did made me a believer in signs, even if just for a little while. So thanks grandma, I love you.

I'll see you again, this is not where it ends. I will carry you with me, till I see you again <3