I was given a gentle reminder last week that change is beautiful. We were sitting outside enjoying our coffee and loving the warmth of the sun on our skin when a little miracle appeared. This may have happened to you many times, but for me it was a first. A tiny butterfly was fluttering around me and working very hard to get my attention. It simply would not leave my sight. It bounced around and had a flying pattern as though it were a jumping bean (up, down, up, down). This went on for about a minute. I think the little guy (or girl) tired itself out and then decided to come in for a rest. Softly, my little friend decided my knee would be a safe rest area. I thought, â€˜how cool is that?â€™ It sat for a few seconds and then I placed my finger close to it to see what it would do. My butterfly friend made the decision to keep me company for the next few minutes.
I kid you not but this tiny creature would not leave me. It went from knee, to shoulder, to hand, to forearm, back to the air and then landed on my toe. I started to tap my foot to get it to move on, but it was determined to stay. I finally got my friend to sit on my finger. If I were Dr. Doolittle I am sure I would have heard it say, â€˜Now that I got your attention Kim I want to remind you of how far I have come. A few days ago I was a hairy caterpillar. I have changed and grown into what you are looking at right now. I will spread my wings for you to show you all that I am. Now, go and spread your wings and show the world who you are. I guarantee you the transformation will be incredible.â€™