I will be updating about *my* life shortly, but catching up on my friendspage it seems lots of people are having shit of various degrees in their life, which is wildly unfair. Because i can't do anything except offer sympathies and prayers, i'm posting this e-mail from my mom.
I was at Ruggles waiting for the train tonight ... in the outdoor sauna. Something was flying around my head and then landed on my breast -- a butterfly. Surely a sign that all is not lost? It lingered for quite some time while I just watched it. With it's wings closed it look like a dead leaf, but when they fluttered open, it went from dark brown at the bottom to bright orange at the top -- like a flame. A velvet flame, actually. Which reminded me of John of the Cross's "living flame of love" (God). A blessing.