I'm
very good at keeping myself busy. For example: Today I cleaned the appliances
in the kitchen, washed the kitchen floor, pulled weeds around the front garden,
and went through an app that helps you learn French. This evening I had a long, leisurely dinner with my bestie.
While I was in the garden today, I
noticed a monarch butterfly on the butterfly bush. When I looked more closely,
I saw that the bush was full of butterflies and hummingbird moths. It was a
sign that I needed to get my camera and see what I could capture.
When
my daughter was a little girl, we raised Painted Lady butterflies each spring
for three or four years. We even took some cocoons on vacation with us one year
because I thought that the butterflies would hatch while we were gone - - they
waited until we got back home.
Watching
the entire process: from egg, to caterpillar, to chrysalis, to
butterfly, you appreciate the complexity, the beauty, the fragility, and
the importance of each stage this tiny being goes through to emerge as a
beautiful butterfly.
I'm seeing a correlation between the birth of a butterfly, and my birth as an
independent woman. Once the stages of metamorphoses are complete, I, just like the butterfly, will embrace my new environment and my new body. The temporary time I will spend alone, staying busy and focused, will only be until the next stage is complete.




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