(Submitted by Sheila)
On June 12, the first anniversary of my mother’s passing, I asked for a sign. Later in the day at a Farmer’s market, my husband told our granddaughter not to step on the butterfly. Of course, it was too late.
I truly believe that I was not paying attention and she had to step on it for me to see it. I plan on putting it in a frame. This was my ‘butterfly’ sign.