Especially For Us

What a joy it was to see the wonder and excitement that only a child is capable of expressing. Even the tiniest of things can elicit a smile that shines brighter than the brightest day or a squeal of delight that is simply music to your ears.

We walked among the most delicate of God's creations as they fluttered about, landing ever so lightly that it felt like an angel's kiss upon your cheek, as soft as a feather tickling your neck. What a quiet and peaceful place it was, colors that changed with every movement of their fragile wings; there for just a one moment and gone the next.

Dishes filled with fruit are scattered about where they feed on the nectar that nourishes and sustains them throughout their short life. Those that have tasted their last sweet drop and those that have taken their last graceful flight lie silent about, their wings ever so still. "Oh, be very careful Grandma, this one is taking a nap", not understanding just yet that it is resting in eternal sleep.

I would like to believe that there was one more special than any other among them. This one came to rest near where a precious baby slept. It did not flit about like the others, but remained, never for a moment startled by nearby noise or movement. For what seemed like a very long time, compared to the fleeting moments that the others stayed, this one appeared content to be with us, to be close.

Maybe it was nothing. Maybe this one was really no different than the rest. One can imagine and wonder, as one might, and somehow feel connected in a way that only God can understand.

But maybe, just maybe, this one really was more special than any other. Maybe this one was sent with an angel's kisses, especially for us.


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R. L. Ives

Reviews

[quinfinn]

someone has a new addition to the family, i take it? i love babies...i hate when they cry and poop but i love all the rest. some of them indeed seem enlightened, it is an odd thing to see a baby look you into the eyes and feel that it has a wisdom beyond all comprehension. perhaps they carry knowledge from a previous life? this is a lovely write.

[R. L. Ives]

Thank you Quin. This was a magical day for us in many ways. We were at the Butterfly Palace, and our three year old granddaughter, Jocelynde, just knew this was heaven. she loves butterflies and dances around the house saying she is dancing with the butterflies.

Her baby sister, Julianna, was sleeping In her stroller and this one butterfly stayed with us the whole time we were there, mostly sitting on the stroller. I couldn't help but feel like it was significant; her twin sister Gabriella passed away, and I kept thinking she was right there with us the whole time.

And Julianna will hold my gaze so intently, I just know she sees my heart and knows just how special she is.

Thank you for your thoughtful words.

[quinfinn]

we never know which body an angel will choose to visit us with....butterflies? perhaps....i am sure that frieda would love this idea!