I'm a sensative person who can be very loyal, Dependable, Caring and Someone you can trust with a secret. I'm a good friend you can have for life. Being Honest is very important to me because when I like someone I am very trustworthy. I never give up on them. I do take things to heart, so be careful. If you say the wrong thing you'll be sorry, I'll make you regret it. Other than that, if you get on my good side I can be the most lovable person you'll ever meet, who will always be there for you, as long as you don't stab me in the back.
One day when I was about 5 years old.
I looked out my window,and saw my mother sitting outside in our flower garden.
She had this sad look in her eyes.
I couldn't help but get closer, to see what she was doing, so I did.
When I went to the garden to see what she was doing and why she looked so sad I saw her begin to pray.
All of a sudden a beautiful butterfly appeared.
When she looked up she saw that butterfly too, and began to smile a smile so magnificent that she looked like an angel.
I went up to my mother and asked her why she was smiling like that.
My mother said to me that we just had a visitor, and I asked her "Mommy who was that visitor?", and she said to me that, it was her little brother whome had just passed on letting her know that everything was okay, and telling her not to worry.
Than she told me that one day likes her I'll have a visitor as well, and one day I'll see a beautiful butterfly.
May 17th, 1986 I had my visitor.
It was when I walked into my house and the phone rang. I answered it immediately.
It was the hospital calling to let me know that my mother had passed on.
I began to scream, and burst into tears.
It was when I hung up the phone that I noticed something in our house.
It was a butterfly! The most exquisite looking one that I had ever seen. The strange thing was that this was in the nighttime right around 1 am.
I ran to my mother's room, and cried on her bed.
As I cried I smelled her perfume. Not a lingering scent. It was as if she was there.
I lifted my head up sort of expecting her to be there, but it wasn't her, it was the butterfly! It was at that point that I remembered the story, and what she had told me.
I felt a little more at peace, because I knew it was a sign. It was her way of letting me know that everything was okay. /
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