Butterflies' Creations

     One of my Mothers' favorite statements was, "If God can make a beautiful butterfly out of an ugly caterpillar, just think what he can do with me!"  Mom was known by her friends and family as the butterfly lady.  Wherever she would go, she would wear one of her many broach's in the shape of a butterfly.  This gave her an ever present opportunity to share Gods' grace and love in her life.  She thought of this as her ministry.  Mom was to be an extension of the hand of God in peoples' lives.  People loved her and looked forward to talking with Mom.  She was a listening ear for those experienceing the many trials of life.  She would rejoice with those who celebrated success.  People would come to her for advice, but before she would give an answer, she would say, "Now, are you sure you REALLY want to know what I think?  If you do, I will tell you."  Her advice was swift and blunt, always to the point.  Mom would chuckle and say, "God broke the mold when He made me."  I am sad to report that Mom passed away last year, but her legacy lives on through her children, family, and the friends who loved her and remember her. 

     I am privileged to be her only daughter.  God created my Mom.  God created me.  With loving care and guidance,  I was molding into the woman I am today.  Who I am is largely due to the foundation of faith and security given to me by my parents.  Recently,  I was asked where home is.  To me,  home has always been where the Mom is.  Yes, I have a home with my husband and children.  However, when I think of going home it has historically been to wherever my Mom was.  With this in mind,  I am heaven bound to once again see Mom someday. 
 

Pop Pop, Granny, and I