Angels Among Us

After she died, I still felt connected. Do I still years later? Yes, I do, not always, but when I am quiet, I feel her. I love her always. Somethings will never end. Love is one of them. It can trespass any veil.

Here's an insert from my journal about two years later:

"Dearest Emma, about two weeks ago, I had a dream that I was taking care of something small and helpless and it slipped from my hands, became a butterfly and flew away so fast, I knew not what way it went. There was someone there like a friend and like a mother who told me not to worry for I was in a panic wondering how this precious gift that flew away would know how to take care of itself. With winter coming and not knowing what its life would be like as a butterfly. But the voice said, she is a butterfly now and knows the ways of butterflies. Don't worry, she knows what to do. I love you sweetie, always."