18 Butterflies

A gift from a friend, 18 handmade butterflies hang in my office above my desk. What I see when I walk into the room and what I look up to when I work and write.

From the breezes that come through the window, they flutter, fly and reflect shadows around the room; they are a calm in the chaos of the room and life. 

This morning as I greet another day of drenching rain, preparing to endure revolt from my skull; I sit with a hot cup of coffee looking up toward my peaceful, colorful butterflies, dancing in the wind coming through the window and I am grateful.  

Overflowing with disdain for the rain and the painful blow it dishes out, I am grateful for a friend, her 18 butterflies and the calm and faith they both bring to days like these.


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