You may know my story about a butterfly appearing in my bedroom at Christmas ever since my Mum died when I was little. Well, one of the reasons I bought this house was that a butterfly appeared inside the house when I was doing the viewing …it was early March and the house had been empty for months.
Today this little beauty appeared on the pillow next to me. We spoke for a while and then she flew out, up way beyond to where I could no longer see her…up into freedom.
“There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is ….” Albert Einstein.
I know which I’ll choose.