Butterfly Angel

Blogging Friends.... Thank-you, from the depths of my heart, for your continued sweet get better wishes, positive vibes and prayers on behalf of this strained right knee of mine. I have felt very, very, very loved!! I continue to be slowly but surely "in recovery" and am noticing daily progress!! Plus several "one step forward, two steps back" moments. I can now bend and flex the injured knee while pulling myself up from chairs sans excoriating pain!! Score!! Plus last night, I watched television for nearly one hour with my knee bent and positioned like a "normal" person!! Score again!! However. Pain has returned to stay, and just when I think I no longer need my Mom's trusty cane, I'm dependent on it again!! It is a slow journey!! I have also been bending and flexing my right knee while sitting down as sort of a made-up, at-home physical therapy. I. Am. Resilient!!

What does one do when she wants to write but could not sit at this desktop computer for very long sans leg discomfort? If she is me? And lives with a crazy, never-shuts-down head? One writes "Blog posts" in her paper journal!! To which this was previously written!! Brilliant, huh? I did this during our stomach flu "epidemic" at Christmastime when I was evading germs and staying far, far away from the "boy's bathroom" where sickies vomited and/or pooped. While recovering from my strained right knee? I have written twain "Blog posts" in that paper journal!! Thus far!! And I am currently working on another!!

"She's A Butterfly"

Recorded by Martina McBride

She remembers when she first got her wings
And how she opened up that day
she learned to sing
Then the colors came, erased the
black and white
And her whole world changed
when she realized

She's a butterfly, pretty as the crimson sky
Nothing's ever gonna bring her down
And everywhere she goes
Everybody knows she's so glad to be alive
She's a butterfly

Like the purest light in a darkened world
So much hope inside such a lovely girl
You should see her fly, it's almost magical
It makes you wanna cry, she's so beautiful

She's a butterfly, pretty as the crimson sky
Nothing's ever gonna bring her down
And everywhere she goes
Everybody knows she's so glad to be alive
She's a butterfly

God bless the butterfly,
give her the strength to fly
Never let her wings touch the ground
God bless the butterfly,
give her strength to fly
Never let her wings touch the ground

She's a butterfly, pretty as the crimson sky
Nothing's ever gonna bring her down
And everywhere she goes
Everybody knows she's so glad to be alive
She's a butterfly

God bless the butterfly,
give her the strength to fly
Never let her wings touch the ground
God bless the butterfly,
give her the strength to fly
Never let her wings touch the ground

I have a problem. An addiction to sparkly-winged angel figurines. I think I need professional help. I have--thus far!!--collected seven Faithful Guardians Collection angel figurines within a brief span of time. Yes, seven!! I should have never looked at them as we wandered through a mall Hallmark store. I most certainly was not supposed to. Why? Because it was Black Friday, the official start of Christmas shopping!! And I'd voluntarily made a promise to everybody that I would not purchase any sparkly-winged angel figurines. Because it was Christmastime, after all!! And you do not purchase items for yourself during the holidays!! This is common sense, which everyone knows about!! But I just had to look at those Faithful Guardians Collection angel figurines. And why not? Looking at the sparkly-winged angel figurines wasn't purchasing any!! It seemed harmless enough. But then I saw her!! "My" angel!! She has sandy-colored hair and is wearing a light yellow gown with detailed pink petals on her skirt. The Faithful Guardians Collection angel figurine's petite hands are stretched Heavenward. In her palms she is releasing this beautiful detailed blue butterfly. Here's the thing. When I first saw this sparkly-winged angel figurine on display at a specified Hallmark store several years ago, I loved her!! And I knew I wanted her!! However. I did not purchase her. At the time, I hadn't bought even one Faithful Guardians Collection angel figurine. Plus. I already owned a not-nearly-as-attractive Willow Tree angel figurine with an identical stance. Did I really need two? Well. "You snooze, you lose", as that phrase goes. Because the sparkly-winged angel figurine disappeared from Hallmark store shelves everywhere. I had missed my chance. I guess I was not suppose to get her. Actually. My swift-growing Heavenly host began with one ginger-haired Irish Faithful Guardians Collection angel figurine. Oh yeah. Plus a little mood swing. And she made me so happy!! Thus begun my problem. An addiction to sparkly-winged angel figurines!! Because, come on. Irish Angel looked lonesome!! She needed a "friend"!! And nobody was going to prove me otherwise, thank-you very much!! The next thing I realized, within a brief span of time, I'd collected five Faithful Guardians Collection angel figurines!! Yes, five!! Then there was Butterfly Angel. Truth be told? I had recently been actively searching for her. To no avail. Then, as if reappearing like some magicians trick, there she was!! Question. What does one do during times such as this? Break a promise? You betcha!! Because after all. Purchasing Butterfly Angel would not even qualify as an impulse buy, since I had been searching for her!! That being mentioned. Sans a single rational thought within my crazy head, I purchased Butterfly Angel!! And, you know what? I'm so very glad that I purchased her!! On a deeply profound and metaphorical level. How so? See, before Friday, May 4th, 2012. Prior to hearing the line "It's a... terrible privilege.". Before my life was mysteriously impacted by Tony Stark/Iron Man. Prior to all of that, I was like some caterpillar trapped within her own self-created cocoon. For a little over one decade. For way too long. Because I possess unwanted learning disabilities. I have limitations. I am different, in more ways than one. Then, after my "birth day" on May 4th, 2012, I gradually developed beautiful butterfly wings and came alive!! Slowly but surely I have broken free--for the most part, save uncontrollable minor mood swings--and emerged from my self-inflicted cocoon!! I am writing. I'm creating. I am enjoying life once more!! So, the blue butterfly that "my" sparkly-winged angel figurine is holding? It's me!!