A few days after Tom's passing, Natasha and I were out on a walk. I am used to seeing lots of butterflies on my walks, especially when I walk out towards the cemetery by the fields. That morning, one butterfly kept fluttering around me and I commented to Tasha that maybe it was Tom letting me know he was okay. Since then, every time I see a butterfly, I think of Tom. As I was walking this morning, I saw even more butterflies than usual and I saw a dragonfly. I had read somewhere recently that seeing a dragonfly means someone who has passed on is "visiting you". Now, I don't really believe that stuff but in a way, I do believe it as well. Because seeing the butterflies and the dragonfly have made me smile and think of Tom in a happy way and so in that sense, it is definitely real. I knew this was going to be hard, but I just had no idea how incredibly hard it would be. I guess there was no way to "prepare" for it even though I knew it was coming.
My passion is to share the importance of playing, and not just as a child, but as an adult also. It is so important to take the time to play and be active. Our children are losing that.