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In August, 2007 my Mom was too sick to go out to her gardens to find monarch caterpillars as she had done in previous years. She had gotten a butterfly cage for herself and for the younger grandkids so they could watch the life cycle of a monarch. That year Mom insisted that each one of us watch this miracle take place, from a tiny caterpillar, to forming it’s chrysalis, to emerging into a beautiful monarch. It was incredible!
My sister, Rochelle, died in a car accident in 1995 and was buried in the cemetery just down the street from Mom and Dad’s house. Since Mom was too sick by the fall of 2007 to plant the pots at the cemetery, she asked that we find some pretty yellow mums to put down there. She didn’t want any other color. Yellow it was!
As weeks passed, Mom was sleeping a lot more and one of my sisters said that it was almost like Mom was going through the same thing a monarch does. Her body was transforming into something more beautiful.
Mom passed away October 17, 2007 from a very rare cancer, Neuroendocrine Carcinoma. She was buried on October 20th. While we were at the cemetery for the service, I was standing by one of the potted mums and a monarch came and landed on it! It opened and closed it’s wings several times before flying to the other mum. We were thrilled! None of us had seen a monarch for weeks as the majority of them migrate through Iowa in September. Without knowing it, I think Mom was trying to tell us to look for her on the yellow mums.
Since then I have had monarchs fly around me, so close I can hear their wings flutter. I’ve been able to put my finger out and have them crawl onto it. Whenever I see a monarch, I know that it’s Mom watching over me.
Featured in Digital Photography – September 2009