Tuesday, September 2, 2008

A Black Butterfly

Henry's cousin Jeffrey passed away the week before last. With everything so busy I didn't even get the chance to blog about it. A couple of days after, a black butterfly dropped by our house and rested on the mat that my mother in law stretches out when she's putting the kids down for an afternoon nap. They say that a black butterfly is a dead person paying a visit, and I'd like to think it's true, since Keisha is Jeffrey's godchild.

RIP Jeffrey, we'll miss you.


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