family · life


Yesterday as I was browsing through my Facebook friends posts I came upon this

And I was reminded of my grandma Toby. She loved butterflies 🦋 and at times when she saw one would comment about her mother. I get it now.

I never see a butterfly now without thinking of my grandma and all the times we shared. Sitting at her kitchen table playing card games or maybe watching Perry Mason in the afternoon. Those butterflies are her signs to me that she loves me and remembers those times too.

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