‘Twas the night before chrysalis

and all through the cage,

not a monarch was stirring,

in any butter-stage!

All the monarchs were hung

on the ceiling with care,

in hopes that St. Nicholas

soon would be there…

But I heard him flapping

as he flew out of sight,

Happy Chrysalis to all,

and to all a good night!

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A Monarch Butterfly Christmas Story 

Our dear and beautiful friend, singer-songwriter-musician Cindy Terry passed away Oct. 28, 2003 (www.cindyterry.com). The night of her passing I dreamt of her. In the dream, her friends had gathered to say goodbye to her, and in the dream, she was present and happy to have her friends together. At one point she came to me and said "let's not fight anymore" as three years ago I had voiced my personal disatisfaction regarding a personal matter (which I apologized for 2 years ago - Thank God). I replied and said "oh no, of course not" and she gave me one of those loving ugs she was so famous for. Then she put a bag in front of me, full of boxes, and cheerfully said "pick one". She wanted to give everyone a gift. Then later, I saw a Christmas tree in the house and a very large butterfly ornament almost to the top.

My dream came to pass. This past Saturday, Dec. 6th, I was invited to one of her friend's house along with a few others. I noticed the hostess had a stack of decorative boxes in a corner, and she had all her Christmas trimmings displayed including her tree. During our visit, we discussed our friend, and the hostess said "she gave us all a gift"...meaning her love; Cindy was very giving and very loving. The hostess had not heard of my dream as of then. As I was leaving I told one of my friends, this is just like my dream, except the butterfly is missing. She said, very quietly, "no, the butterfly is here". She said, "it's out in my truck." She took me outside to show me a beautful ceramic figurine with two monarch butterflies. Apparently my friend had been given this gift to forward to someone else from our friend Cindy.

I recounted both stories to another friend...she had had a butterfly experience before that night. She had gone shopping and encountered several butterfly displays. In the middle of one of them was a flute charm...that was Cindy's main instrument. That same night, I ran into a friend at a bookstore and told him the stories. Just days before, he had opened a gift; it was an origami box he had received two weeks earlier, but had not opened (it was too pretty to disturb). When he finally did, it was full of butterflies. I know I will hear more stories about the butterflies. I believe Cindy is letting us know that she is with us. And this is her way of showing her love to us. We love her, and we miss her.

Author - Paulette Sanchez, TX

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