Butterflies in my Stomach

My most recent work is called Butterflies in my Stomach and I created it in August as a response to feelings I had been having as the first anniversary of my husband Milton's death was creeping up. All through July it was like I was reliving the previous July all over again. All of the sadness and upheaval of our life leading up to that final day on August 30, 2015. It was nice to have a place to channel those feelings and when I posted it on my Facebook page it was a good way to express those feelings to my friends. Those who know me, know I am not good at talking about my feelings. My friend Leigh really connected with the piece and asked if she could buy it because butterflies have a special meaning to her. I took it over to her this past weekend. We hadn't seen each other for a few years so it was nice to catch up. She asked if I knew the meaning of butterflies? I said no. And she said they represent transformation, but also the afterlife. Butterflies are visitors from the afterlife. I really liked that and thought about recent encounters with butterflies in my life. Well, this art for example. And then a parent of a student of mine who is having some mental health issues right now sent me a butterfly in the mail. When it arrived it felt like Milton. It is a magnet and hangs on the file cabinet next to my desk. And then when Ramon and I went camping recently there was a big yellow and black butterfly hanging around our campsite. It is comforting to think of all of these butterflies as symbols from the afterlife. Hi, Milton!