As a young girl of 7, who loved to wander outside and look at everything, day dreaming away. I came across a Monarch Butterfly who appeared to have a hurt wing and couldn't fly. I decided I must help her ! (I have no idea if she was a she, lol) Putting her on my shoulder I took her home and announced I was going to heal her back to full health.

My parents didn't tell me I "couldn't" although I heard them discuss how heartbroken I would be if the Butterfly didn't live. My Mom helped me gather up what we thought a Butterfly would eat and we made a grassy nest next to my pillow on my bed, and she stayed right there at night while I slept.

During the day I would take her outside for fresh air and to see if she could fly yet..a week went by, my parents were seen shaking their heads. Then a few more days went by and while outside she suddenly flew off my shoulder...she flew up and away, and then I cried, happy that she could fly again, sad that she was gone. However as I turned for one last look in the last direction she flew in, I felt a brush across my cheek. Ms. Butterfly had come around the other side of me, to give me what my Mother always called "Butterfly Kisses." My tears turned into a grateful smile. My love for all of God's miracles of being has never left me. Kristine Kamp-Adante

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