Wednesday, February 16, 2011


This card is heading off to a friend who recently lost her Brother, to let her know I'm definitely thinking of her. I've decided I just hate making sympathy cards though. Not that I hate making cards for people, I like that, I just dislike making ones that mean someone special has died. Why is death so hard? Writing this blog post made me cry. Lately, I sometimes cry out of the blue without warning. Just a burst of emotions, triggered over something simple.
{Sigh}I miss my Mum.

I had never heard of this story before but someone read it at my Mum's memorial and I thought I'd share...It's called:
Once, in a little pond, in the muddy water under the lily pads, there lived a little water beetle in a community of water beetles. They lived a simple and comfortable life in the pond with few disturbances and interruptions. Once in a while, sadness would come to the community when one of their fellow beetles would climb the stem of a lily pad and would never be seen again. They knew when this happened; their friend was dead, gone forever.

Then, one day, one little water beetle felt an irresistible urge to climb up that stem. However, he was determined that he would not leave forever. He would come back and tell his friends what he had found at the top. When he reached the top and climbed out of the water onto the surface of the lily pad, he was so tired, and the sun felt so warm, that he decided he must take a nap. As he slept, his body changed and when he woke up, he had turned into a beautiful blue-tailed dragonfly with broad wings and a slender body designed for flying.

So, fly he did! And, as he soared he saw the beauty of a whole new world and a far superior way of life to what he had never known existed. Then he remembered his beetle friends and how they were thinking by now he was dead. He wanted to go back to tell them, and explain to them that he was now more alive than he had ever been before. His life had been fulfilled rather than ended. But, his new body would not go down into the water. He could not get back to tell his friends the good news. Then he understood that their time would come, when they, too, would know what he now knew. So, he raised his wings and flew off into his joyous new life!
{Author Unknown}
Beautiful huh? and yeah...I know my card has a butterfly on it and not a dragonfly...but they are kind of alike...right?!
Until next time....


  1. Colleen, that is a beautiful story! Thanks for sharing. Also, the card is beautiful.


  2. Beautiful card! I love the colors and shabby chic feel. Thank you for sharing the story too.

  3. Amazing card Colleen.. I called by to wish you a Happy St Pattrick's Day & I do ((hugs))

    I so love your dragonfly story..I haven't heard anything as beautiful's approaching the anniversary of losing my Mum & this story is heart warming..thank you for sharing.

    I think about you often..take care of yourself & be


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