Oh, with all that I've done wrong, I must have done something right
To deserve a hug every morning and butterfly kisses at night
From the song “Butterfly Kisses” by Tim McGraw
Yesterday was no different from any other day on this grief journey. I had actually gone to bed earlier than normal, before 10 PM. I read for a bit of the book that a very dear friend sent me called “open to HOPE”.
I lay in bed thinking of how much I missed having Jim’s arms around me, the hugs, his laughter, his voice, the little things he did that annoyed me some times, but most of all his kisses. I felt not one but two kisses on my cheek as I lay there. It was like someone just softly caressing your cheek. The song “Butterfly Kisses” intruded my thoughts. Maybe because that was what it felt like those “Butterfly Kisses”, I could almost see his face as he softly kissed me.
I knew he was with me and that everything will be okay. I know that my moving forward in this grief journey is what he wants. I know he is with me in spirit and there is a new found hope that life is progressing as it should.
Wishing Peace and Hope to all…