The cemetery

I visited the cemetery where my grandmother is buried today. On my way walking away the short distance from her grave to the road, I saw this monarch butterfly zipping about, stopping only momentarily every so often, showing off. For some reason, my mind processed it as a sign, that my grandmother, who was one of the most strong and steadfast Christian’s I know, is in Heaven living an eternal life she could only dream of in this world.

Here’s a photo of the butterfly, a bird I spotted resting on a tree and another butterfly, which seems to have not a lot of time left due to its wings which aren’t in the best shape.

Just Stephen

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