When Handsome passed away, people kept giving me butterflies and I couldn't figure out why. I appreciated each and every butterfly, but I honestly didn't understand what the butterfly had to do with losing a child. After my fourth or fifth butterfly, I decided to look it up and I discovered that the butterfly was the symbol of death.
I guess, it has to do with the caterpillar having a short life and then becoming a chrysalis only to turn into a butterfly and fly away. Handsome had a short life, passed away and then flew away, like the butterfly. And similar to the butterfly, he is beautiful and free, now.
I can't help but think of him every time I see a butterfly.
And butterflies have kind of become a big deal to us.
I recently got this tattoo on my foot in memory of my Handsome forever toddler.
And I made this flower pot.
I purchased one of those cheap orange flower pots from Walmart for like $2 and painted it yellow to give it a bright spring feel.
The foot prints... are Handsome's. When he was in the ICU last summer a child life specialist helped me ink stamp his feet and hands on sheets of paper. I later scanned them and put them aside for future projects.
When I decided to make this flower pot, I knew getting his foot prints on there would be tricky. I played with them in my silhouette program for a while before I got them just right and then I put purple vinyl in my cameo and let my lovely little machine cut the vinyl for me.
I just drew a doodly line down the middle and for antennas so that it was obvious it was a butterfly.
I might be a bit obsessed with butterflies right now, but as you can see, it's with good reason.
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