you know how sometimes, just one thing stands out from an ordinary day? a fleeting moment when time stands still.. and you are in a frozen vacuum? it happened like this:
last night, I got into bed, pulling up the quilt up to my chin, [to snuggle like when I was a child, the quilt protecting me from whatever monster I was afraid of at that moment]... the breeze of that action made the butterfly string over my bed, to flutter.. reminding me of Daisy. those butterflies were telling me that everything is going to be ok.. I lay for ages, mesmerized, just watching them move until they came slowly to stop, then turned over and cuddled into Dutch husband. the warmth of his body wrapping me into a safe and protected cocoon.