A Girl Named Patches...Part 16

Well, another chapter in Patches life. Cliff would now become a big piece of her journey. They were spending a lot of time together. Let's remember he is 10 yrs her senior. He has blonde hair and blue eyes. Extremely well built and the man of the town. Every girl wanted him. Why was he spending so much time with a little girl that had so many issues. The struggle to fit in to society would never end for Patches. She would take the back seat in any situation.That's where she thought she belonged. She was still very shy, although fighting it. To be apart of society looked so far away.Everybody seemed to have a good life, seemed happy. Were they, are they..or is this how they want to be seen by the world, but behind closed doors a very different chapter might be being written. Patches didn't know.But,she wanted to find out.

It is Patches birthday and well her birthday was never acknowledged. Shelli and Patches were one week apart on the calendar, so of course it would be celebrated on Shelli's day. But this birthday, Cliff was taking her out to dance. She was excited for sure. To be with this man that seemed to really care about her and now to take her dancing. He even took her out to eat. Mmmmm it was going to be a good day. Before going to the club though we stopped off at Cliff's house. What was about to happen was beyond what Patches could have envisioned. This would be the first time Cliff enforced himself on her. She was telling him no, no...don't do this. I don't want to do this. Please stop !! Stop !! But he was way stronger then Patches and soon the seed would be planted. The seed Patches would yet to learn more about in the coming months.

She felt violated and shamed and yet felt love for this man that had been so nice to her for these past few years. They continued to the club that night and danced. Beyond that the night was good. But, how would Patches process this now? She didn't know how she was supposed to feel but she only could go with what she was feeling. The shame and violation would haunt her soul and her spirit.

The thought of being pregnant would weigh on her mind every minute of the day. Hoping and praying that she had her moment. The first month would be late. No problem this happens. Second month she still does not have it. Now she knows there may be a bigger problem. Taking to her walks she walks and walks and walks. Thinks and searching to God, what to do. How could she deal with being pregnant. What would her Ma say and think about this? First she had to sort it out from within her. She had to know if she wanted to keep this baby before she told anybody. Once her decision was made she would take her stand . 

After many thoughts and deep soul searching, Patches makes the decision that no matter what she will have this baby. She may not be able to keep it, but she will give life. Regardless of what Cliff would become in her life didn't matter during this thought process. There was a seed planted and growing and just the thought of this was enough for Patches to go forward and fight for her baby. A real tough road would be awaiting her.

Patches always had a plan and this time it would be to go away, have the baby and that would be the end of it. Ma would be freaking out and she knew this. It was all about what somebody thought. And yes, I would now have shamed my Ma, although she doesn't know it yet. Nobody did. I waited and waited before I told anybody. The only one that knew was Leita, she was my one and only best friend. We would be thinking of names. 

I took a great liking to Elvis and well that name would be high up there. Hmmmm so close. LOL

But first before names I had to plan more of what I was going to do with a baby. And how? Cliff seemed to have issues holding a job and literally lived in a renovated chicken coop. Yep, rubber chicken hanging from the ceiling and all that goes with it. Fish nets as curtains. Hmm looking back it was a very creative chicken coop. Some how this seed growing inside of me made me feel closer to Cliff. We were making a baby. A bit different then baking a cake with the Susie Q cake oven.  

Patches was of course still in school and well, she knew she couldn't go once she started to show. The shame it would cause her Ma would be one issue and because of all the shames others were feeling, Patches would feel a thousand times more  shameful about herself. Was she the only one this has ever happened to? Was everybody else so damn perfect. Where is this cloud that hovers over her? Her decision is made though and her heart again is already broken. She knows early she will have to give her baby up for adoption. Her heart brakes and aches. 

Patches knows how to work and honest work at that.To go on the system was not acceptable. It wasn't what the family did. It was shameful.  But how would she house,clothe and fee a little baby? Her heart comforted her into dealing with the adoption process. Knowing her baby would be housed,clothed and fed and ultimately loved. Her heart hoped and prayed that one day she would see her baby again. This thought process had to happen early so she would be ready and prepared in her spirit.

Love "Patches"

A Girl Named Patches...Part 4

Well it sure was a long night ! My last memory was my Pa going down to those men and putting on that white odd looking jacket and Pa getting in the truck. And that one man that asked who I was. From that point on I do not remember anything and now I was waking to a lot of people looking over me. Literally. I had a lot of blankets on me and well, no clothes. They were the neighbors as it turns out. So somehow I taken from my grandparents to the neighbors, undressed and put to bed with lots of blankets. They told me they have called my Mama and that she was on her way. My Mama didn't drive so, she had to make these arrangements and as I know it now she is several hours away.

Well, I sure did not have any idea what was going on, but when she arrived she went to see my Pa who was in a hospital of some kind and not doing well it seemed. Ma seemed quite concerned. It took several days before Pa could leave there and then we all went back home to Ohio. I never said anything to my Pa about what had happened, but then again neither did he. Years would pass and WE would never talk about it. I did however, remain his favorite. Every time he saw me, he would tell me to go away. And my favorite colors became black and blue. He loved to give me color but dang, sure wish it didn't hurt so much. 

In his defense my studies in school were not up to par for him. I was barely getting through and the teachers noticed a distance from me, but I felt like hiding in a corner. Never wanted anybody to look at me and my clothes were that that would cover my colored body well. The time spent in school I would day dream about getting out. I didn't want to go home any more and didn't want to stay in school. Hmmmm, I didn't want to be anywhere. It was seeming that whatever time my Pa couldn't fill with the colorful art he would give me daily my sister Shelli became his substitute. My arms were now being affected as she had long long curled wicked finger nails and took out strips of skin from my arms. Wow, I so wanted to hit her back but all I could do was put my head down and scurry away. Day after day, night after night. I know I was young but I also knew this was not feeling good and could not be the emotion of "Love". Something big was missing here and I wanted it to change one way or another. 

Sitting in the bathroom became a regular time for me. There I found razor blades and kept trying to get the nerve to slice my wrist. So, I would practice over them and get deeper and deeper and asked the good Lord to help me put the pressure I needed to finish the job. I just wanted it to end, somehow. Running away, but to where. Waiting to turn of age but that seemed like a thousand years away. I was just done, and wanted this to END !!

As the time was going by my Pa didn't seem to be liking my Ma all that well either. They yelled so loud at each other every night. My Mama screaming and what seemed to be like for her life. Every night I laid in bed and held my hands over my ears and hoped and prayed it would stop. Then there were those times that it was so bad and my Mama yelled so loud that I got out of bed , stood at my doorway and all I remember doing was crying. Hoping he wasn't going to kill her. 

Now good or bad my Ma and me had some things in common, so we would talk all the time when Pa wasn't there. We had to release some how to somebody and mostly I was her sound board. After every encounter she had with Pa she talked about divorce. She explained what that meant and well for me it was like, bring it on. Let's do it !! Then during these talks we would have my Pa would come home, see us talking and well I was advanced to the foot procedure and a big fist. That foot though was always aiming for my ........, you know. I got pretty good at dodging them though. Should have went for football as I could pivot left to right to where ever to get out of the way of the FOOT !! 

Awwww after all these things I still loved my Pa. Gotta say I did not like him much, but truly loved him and kept trying to figure out a way for him to love me back. Would I ever know why he feels this way to me?

Love "Patches"

A Girl Named Patches...Part Two

Awwww now that was a real nice rest. Hmmmm, I'm looking around and see, yep, Ma and Sis and yep yep there is my Bro. Ahhhhhhhh, over there in some other room is that man that I think is my Pa. He seems to be busy watching something on some other funny looking contraption. He seems to be very serious. Oh well, I think I want a bottle now. How do I get anybody's attention? Hmmmm...I know, I will try this..... I heard myself do this before, let's see if I can do it again? Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa...sniff sniff... waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa !!!! Hmmm nobody is coming yet. Ok, I will try again. Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaa sniff sniff...... 

Ahhhhhh Mama....I knew you would be here soon. Hmmmmm Smiling now. Awwwwwwww!!

Oh here comes my Pa. Ohhh he sure doesn't look happy with me. Maybe he isn't my Pa. "Hey Joe, why don't you pick her up and hold her a while?" "She is your daughter ya know?" Ok, so now I know he is my Papa. Ouch!! I am not sure what many words are or mean but that hurt. He yanked me, I believe is the term and squished my arm. Wow I am thinking as we look into each other's eyes. Something just doesn't feel very loving here. Not like all the others. He doesn't seem to like me. Well, it's ok, he will. How could he not. Heheheh I am cute and adorable. "What's wrong with you Joe?" She is a baby. Put her back in her crib if that is how you are going to be. I wasn't sure what my Mama was meaning but Ouch again. Ahhh he just didn't know my head was so close to this rail I am sure of it. 

After he laid me back down he walked away without a smile,without a hug and without a kiss. Oh, I think, this is the journey I chose and well,I have to finish it now. Where will we go now? How does this journey proceed? 

The years have gone by very fast and well now I am five years old. I am a bit altered in my humor now as these five years were not a lot of fun. I find myself hiding in corners and being made to go to them. I shy away from everybody that comes around. My head always seems to hang low. I feel ashamed for some reason and I so fear to say or do anything. I learned something about what my Ma and Pa constantly keep calling a switch. Although they all do not look the same. Some look like parts of trees, some have hard, very hard things attached to them. So, I stay quiet and in the corner most of the time. 

The Christmas's that have gone by seemed like a pretty fun event. Everybody opening what they call presents. As I watched , it was like watching somebody's family from some far off place. From the outside looking in, yet I was right there. However, something, some how made me invisible. Yea, it all made me feel sad yet happy when I watched my brother opened so many gifts and ohhh he was so happy. My sister got gifts too but well not as many as my brother it seemed. I do remember getting some food though. My Mama was pretty good at seeing to it I was fed. But, it didn't seem that my Pa really liked that. Hmm, just can't understand. Maybe when I grow up some more I will get the missing pieces here to this now complicated puzzle.        

"Love Patches"   

The Road Less Traveled

The Road Less Traveled 

June 7, 2009 at 2:46pm

Where is this road going? I cant see... there are way to many obstacles blocking my view. The clouds are hovering overhead and about to burst open with hail stones...good thing I am never without excedrin, I fear I am going to be in need of them soon. The branches are all hitting me. What the hell is going on?? Right, just what I need a fork in the road. Which way do I go? I want this path to be straight and narrow... now what and why??? 

 How do I decide left, right or continue going forward? DAMN.............. No clue... ok I must eliminate...going forward has been good but has brought me to these cross roads..... going left just seems wrong.... AHHHHHH, I GOT IT... I GOT IT.. I WILL CHOOSE TO GO RIGHT....FOR GOING THE RIGHT WAY...YES, THIS IS THE ANSWER.. ALWAYS GO RIGHT.....AHH...this is beautiful,,,weeping willows all lining the road...awesome view...flowers all bloom. OH NO...damn, i am headed toward the storm...ouch....OUCH........ these hailstones must weigh 10 pounds each. Why, why...........???? I am so glad I have the excedrin cause surely I need them now. Maybe turning right wasnt a good idea after all... it seemed to be the " RIGHT" way to go. Finally, whew the storm is over....wow,I almost didnt make it through that one. 

OH my goodness there is the most beautiful rainbow I have ever seen. Every color in it. A blessing just to have this opportunity to see such a beautiful sight. Oh, why, how, could I have ever doubted it... I have always been going in the correct direction, just didn't always know it. Yes, this is indeed the right way............ adventurous for sure..rocky along the way, painful too....my head still hurts...but no doubt, this is MY JOURNEY I am supposed to take...and the road I am suppose to travel...

Peace and Love....Light and Joy and much HOPE to all..!!!

HUGS, Love, The Ma Ma

Me and My Lobster.......

If you are lucky enough to find one lobster that is your soul mate you are one of the lucky ones. But, how lucky must you be to find another lobster in one lifetime? Pretty lucky. With the web it makes it possible to search the world over. And, if you had one lobster you know what and who you are looking for. This search is NOT an easy task and you might even think it isn't possible to find. You even consider aborting the mission after you email and text 5,324 times. 

Then, suddenly it is as if the universe as heard you and your lobster just suddenly arrives. Now the coolest part of this is.....you just know it!! You know this is the one and all the time you have spent searching for your lobster it's OVER. Your lobster knows your heart, your soul and the connection is beyond what can be imagined, yet not, because you did have it before and you know how its supposed to feel. I found my lobster.... he is EVERYTHING I have been looking for.

Mmmmm, his heart is pure, the glimmer in his eyes is heaven. It shows his inner self and how the white light shines through him. He knows how to take your hand and journey to the end. He holds your heart and knows how fragile it is and comforts it with the utmost love and care. This lobster of mine has my heart and     all the love that has been stored in it for him. 

He has no idea how loved he is going to be but I think he will be happy. Our story is just beginning, our journey is just taking flight, but inside our hearts we know we are the  one for each other and finally we SMILE again. Honey, take my hand.......the adventure is about to begin and the journey can take us any where but being together is what will make it the very best. I LOVE YOU.......MY LOBSTER forever and ever and ever.......................... XOXOXOXOXOXO

YOUR LOBSTER

Our Earthly Journey Through Time !!

Our Journey 

Did you know? I didn't. I have no idea, no clue, no warning. That when I was born there was a plan for my life. Ahhh, a plan , a journey. The biggest adventure of a lifetime. Ha Ha Ha, and a lifetime it will be to complete the journey that has been well planned for us way before we were ever conceived. What is this plan? This journey?

 Well, if we knew the answers to those questions then it would not be an adventure, now would it? Each of our journeys are like a puzzle, ok, a jigsaw puzzle...with thousands of pieces. Have you ever had something happen and then look back at some thing else in your life that just fits so well with what just happened? Yes, it was the next piece of the puzzle. My adventure has been pretty good so far. I have learned so very much and I will never ever say I know it all. Nope, I learned never to say that. See, I have learned a lot huh??? We cross paths not by accident..there are no accidents nor are there any coincidences. 

All, the friends in my list and yours...we are meant to cross paths, if even for a moment. That moment can make a lifetime difference to some one. It can even change somebody's life forever. But, the important point here is, that moment had to come. We had to have it.... it has already been pre -determined. For me, I have traveled many miles..not really leaving my town or home..but hey, I have put in a lot of miles. Ok, maybe going in circles.... but they still count. Don't they?

 Hmm, I am hopeful you said YES... They keep saying when one door closes another door opens. I am guessing that the same is true about adventures. When one is done another is coming. I do not know what my next adventure will be, but I am ready to take it on. Where will it take me? I do not know. Who will go with me? I do not know. How long will it be? I do not know. Whatever it is I am positive it will have something to do with love....caring...since that is the ultimate reason we even exist. If this was all I knew it would be enough. 

How could anybody not want an adventure... a journey to fulfill and it be completely surrounded by and with love involved in some way? I believe we are in a time we need to come together and care for each other more then any other time. We need to extend a helping hand, a listening ear. We need to focus on retirement but the one that actually means the most. I have given up on the human form of retirement..... we have to work until we die. 

There is no actual physical human retirement. I am focused on eternal retirement and I am determined to get this retirement RIGHT. No matter our individual journeys, our destination IS the same. I want to see all of my friends there... I want to see you, hug you and dance with you forever.....................See you at the end of your journey and mine...unless of course we are scheduled for an adventure together, then I will see you sooner.................... Be Well and Always Blessed today, tomorrow and forever..................... Loving You...........

"The Ma Ma"

Father..Are you there??

Father Are You There ?

Father...Father... Can you hear me? Are you there? I think I have lost my map to my quest. Can i get another one? Father, can you send it overnight delivery? I am so sorry. I thought I knew what I was doing down here. I thought I could fulfill my quest as I promised you I would. But, you see father, things down here are a mess !! When I took this quest, I couldn't see into the future. I might have taken a different quest if only I had known it would be like this. 

The worst of it father, is I seem to be lost. I try calling home, but, I think the lines are down. Have you received my mail father? It has been months now, and well is the economy in heaven like it is here on earth? Have the angels gone on strike? Do you think they will return to work? Maybe they can bring me that new wing they promised me years ago. I am sending word to you father that the data chips down here are all messed up. The government has lost their way. The people are going in circles trying to find their way. There doesn't seem to be a road out of here. 

Oh,wait !! I remember now. I have had the map the whole time. Yes, yes, I do have it...your word is my guide and my map and my way to YOU. Yes......... I have it father and I will be reminded and refreshed to continue my journey as I promised you. OK, well, then, I know you have a lot of work to do and I wont keep you father. But, please, I hope this message gets to you before all the others...... Father....I LOVE YOU !! CAN YOU HEAR ME NOW ?

 Oh, I am sorry for yelling, I hope I didn't yell to loud. Yes, father, I am reminded that it is times like this I am in the palm of your hand and you are carrying me. YES .....and suddenly I feel extremely comforted. Thank you for your unconditional love...............I will return to my quest with your guidance as I remember I am not on this journey alone and my journey is not over. You are and will always be with me. Yes, I love you too.......................... AMEN...

Love, "The Ma Ma"

What is a Knight??

What is a Knight??? HMMMM!!!

June 11, 2009 

Well, ok, many have asked. So, here we go! A Knight can be simply described in one word..."HONOR". Ok, well you probably think it is all over now huh? Now, you know. LOL,LOL,LOL..................you know better...hahahaha.... What is Honor?

Honor is faithfulness to the highest standards, honesty, integrity,justice, noble to mention just a few. Now that we have the meanings from webster, we can move on. A knight for a maiden is simply an honorable man held to high standards of mortality,integrity and faithfulness. He will walk beside you as you both journey through life. Thats right, BESIDE you. He will laugh and cry with you. He will care for you in all ways when well or ill. When things get tough as they always do, he will stand the course and not leave for what he THINKS may be greener pastures. You can always find someone but you cannot always find thee one. He will adore you and cherish you for both all the days of his life and yours. Better put, he will go the DISTANCE....ALL THE WAY TO THE END. Yeah, yeah , yeah your all saying... Hey, Mariposa, what about me? Yes, well you see, first of all, a true knight will not be concerned about himself but rather the best for all that are around him. Oh, and just so you know, a maiden is held to the same standards as the knight and why shouldn't she be, he is a knight after all not a slave. This bonding is unbreakable. So, there ya have it. That is what a knight is...and being that I had one I know they exist...but are a very rare find indeed. A thought: "If you are not working toward Knighthood then why attempt a relationship at all that will only fail in the end." Unless, your simply not looking for anybody to truly care about you and you always want to be looking, then you have mastered the art of searching forever but never finding thee one that awaits you some where. Ok then............... LOL 

This has been your nightly story...... Hugs to you all....and best luck in your endeavors.
Love, " The Ma ma" 

Widows are not alone...Lets Talk NEW WORLD ORDER

Support in adjusting to day-to-day life as a widow – life without lover/partner/friend father/companion. 

Fulfillment and what it means for each individual client. 

Improved work-life balance. A de-stressed life. 

New friendships/social connections to replace the connections/friends who may have been lost with the change in status from married to widow. 

Balance between a widow’s needs and the needs of her grieving children. 

In-law relationships, adjusting to the new reality, restructuring old boundaries. 

Eventually, for some, exploration of dating and dating relationships. (See Widows Dating Again class.) 

It happens to us suddenly whether we know and see it coming OR it is a sudden unexpected time. But, either way, it changes our life's forever. We feel alone. Everything in our daily life has changed. The holidays have changed. Some adjust quickly and are able to jump back into the wheel of life. But, there are those others that it takes a lot longer and some times we may never adjust to what we call our NEW WORLD ORDER....... LETS TALK........Love, " The Ma ma"

Thinking

Thinking !! 

No, no, no..don't be alarmed. I dont really do this all to often. But, I was finding myself doing it today. Hmmm, what did I think about you ask? You did ask, didn't you? Well, let me tell ya !! I thought about taking a trip. Just saying the heck with all the routine (stuff) I'll call it just for you. I did a study on this stuff....actually and I discovered that no matter what I do no matter where I go, no matter how sick I get... my daily hahah STUFF... never ever abandons me. Faithful my stuff is. My dishes will wait for me to give them there special aroma bath, they seem to really like that STUFF...LOL

My laundry..............well, they dont seem to care if I am on time with them or not. So, I have noticed that if I leave them alone for a while, they do nothing but invite their friends. They dont like to party with the socks though and well, I am still conducting a study on this. It seems I always have orphans after bathing them. I have searched and searched and can never find their twin... the only conclusion I have made this far is it seems most were, well...shhhhhh made in China. 

Now, we dont want that to get out.... we dont want them to know they are winning in the battle of the socks......

The vaccum............... well, I seem to have a grave yard going on with these things. I handle them with tender loving care. I do!! It seems I am not real good at surgery on them though. I always end up with extra pieces. It makes me wonder if they really ever needed all those pieces parts... but something seems to be keeping them down. I will have to maybe re evaluate on this.

Ahhhh..... ok, lets go outside. Oh my, I dont think your all ready for this. All, I can say is if you think my vaccum grave yard is something.... you ought to see my handy yard tools. Honestly, it is obvious they are made by men. Now, I guess the strings on all these things make ya all feel mightty...huh??? yep....admit it.....COME ON... ADMIT IT !!! Those strings are crap.... ok .... other word "stuff"..same thing though if you know what I mean. 

I got so discouraged with the strings I bought me an electric start mower last year. Hmmmm, I thought I had the issue solved. Well, not so fast, not for me. My "NEW" wonderful mower developed a oil surplus in its little tiny teeny carb.... so I lovingly, conducted surgery on him. I got him running again.... YES I DID...... YAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! But he remains with this oil issue all to often.

I will tell ya about my most recent fire another time..... NOT VERY FUNNY.....

Then, of course I thought of you and how precious we all are to each other. 

So, while I was still on this wave of thinking............ a trip is way over due........................I just know that if I do take a trip all my true friends at home will ALWAYS be waiting there for me to return to them......

Now, talk about talking about nothing.... I bet I have ya all beat with this one huh ????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

But, you did ask.....DIDNT YOU????? LOL

Take care and Hugsssss...

Love "The Ma ma"

Take My Hand...Take Me for A Walk!!!!

Take Me for A Walk!! 

Take me for a long walk through your heart. I know this walk will be long because your heart is BIG. Show me all the places to visit as I know there are many. Many beautiful places you have been and I would love to see. Stroll me down the road under the moon and show me where you were when your heart felt its first love and how you smiled and felt enormous happiness as you thought your heart would explode.

Take me with you around the corner and show me how caring and sensitive you are when you receive the same kind of love you give. Take me to the park with you on a star lit night, its ok, you may hold my hand. Lets look up!!! Do you see it?? I see it!! That shining star that comes every night and gives hope to a brighter tomorrow. Hmm, is it your star or mine? Could it be that it is OUR star??? OK, lets go.

Take me down that lonely path where your heart was broken and you cried for hours not knowing if you were going to survive. Your pain is real and it hurts because of your loving heart,because your heart is BIG. Because your heart is BIG you cant stop caring. You have so much room to try again for a love that is all yours and the one you find that is yours to love.

We dont choose the ones we love, our hearts do. Isnt it a wonderful feeling when you feel that there is just so much love in your heart? Will it live forever? Will your heart be broken again? We dont know and that shining star, well, it wont tell us. IT'S A SECRET IT SEEMS.... So, we continue to stroll down the path...hmmm, is this a lonely path or a path we will take together? Only our hearts know for sure and for sure our hearts will tell us as our heart cannot seem to keep secrets from us. Oh my, the sun is coming up. Have we been on this journey that long? Well, if I think back when we started I did say it could be a while being that your heart is so very BIG. 

Hmmm, I see you are still holding my hand . Should you ever be holding my heart I pray you dont let go of it either,as my heart like yours is BIG. It has a lot to give to a special some one who will hold on to it for the long journey our hearts will take.

Thank you for showing me your heart. One day I may show you mine. Awww, you want a hug???? Of course you do,your heart shines. Maybe one day we will dance too!!!

Well I will let you go for now I suppose , as your heart continues its journey. Let me know when you want to walk again, as this moment in time with you is unforgettable. Until we walk again...............take care of your heart, just in case it should be mine one day.

Hugs and Love: The "Ma Ma"

The Enchanting Butterfly !!

The Enchanting Butterfly!!

Hello all !!  As anybody noticed me fluttering about? Yes, I have been to your home. To your garden. Maybe to a select few on your shoulder. We have looked each other in the eyes and together we see each other transforming. Me, well I transformed already from a fuzzy little catepillar. Wow, that was a heck of an adventure I might add. Moving ever so slowly and hope that all that spot me dont think I am going to harm them and well stomp on me. It wasn t  easy waiting for my wings. 


 Unlike you, I can eventually fly away and where ever I want. Yes, it is, ok, it is a wonderful feeling. I have nothing to pack and no ticket to buy. I dont need to go through customs and nobody can stop me from going any where I wish. I am free, well, once I get my wings that is.  Like you I had to crawl before I could fly and you had to crawl before you could walk. 


 I think my life span is much shorter then yours so in my very short life I have to use every second as though it is my last. Thats why I smell all the flowers along the way and why I have my very special moments with you. I dont have very close family. We dont stay together long any ways because we have so much to experience. You know, you do too. 

 In the end we will all be together in our final transformations and I will remember you and our moment we had. Will you remember me? Was I as special to you as you are to me?  My cousin the dragonfly has told me many stories that he treasures and I have so many to tell him.  I hope when you think of me the stories will be great ones,like how I stayed on that bush for so long. But most important, I hope that you will remember me and the stories cause I sure will be remembering you. Well, I must be fluttering on now. I pray your journey is an adventure and safe. Butterfly Blessings ...

Love "The Ma ma"