[Janet]

I've thought for many years now that my Dad sends butterflies around me. I have them lite on me many, many times. Whenever I see one close, I just know my Dad sent it to me.

While I was going through some of the pictures my hubby's half sister left in the storage unit, I kept thinking how nice it would be to have more pictures of my dad. Then I would tell myself NO...that would mean something happened to my mother because she has most of them.

Right after I was thinking of this....I opened a box and there were the most beautiful gold butterflies for hanging on the wall. I started crying of course, but pulled myself together. Thoughts would run back to my dad and again, pulled a little box out of a sack and in it were labels with butterflies on them.

I finally just settled down and talked with my dad for awhile. I hadn't really sat down and talked with him for some time and it felt so good, feeling like he was close.

Just goes to show that even though I was angry at Samantha (SIL), and upset that she was going to let these family photos just be tossed by the storage unit manager, I was given time to just sit and visit with my Dad. After all these years, I still miss him so much.