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A while ago, I woke up to the sun tickling my face and when I opened my eyes, I saw a tiny white butterfly flutter in through the window. It inspected my room, landed on my pillow, seemingly scolding me just a little for daring to still be asleep on such a dazzlingly sunny day. I smiled and it danced out of the window as quickly as it come in.

It reminded me of Ava. Superprincess Ava. Whose story has touched me in so ways over the past year and whose beautiful mother is hanging in there so bravely.

That butterfly made me smile for the first time in a long while, as does Ava, even though I never knew her.

I made this picture months ago, but it never left my computer. After my little butterfly encounter, I gave the little angel white butterfly wings, but never uploaded the picture. I have become very wary of sharing things that I make, afraid of rejection and of criticism. But then I thought that's wrong. Every moment matters, we have so little time, and it is so much more important to reach out to others than to swallow things for some silly reason.

Sheye, I hope it is okay that I put this out here. I have wanted to reach out to you, but have never found a way. So I hope you don't mind this.

My friends, go and visit little Ava, light a candle and tell her a butterfly reminded you of her. I think she'd like that.

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And I will come out of hiding. Soon.

Description
A while ago, I woke up to the sun tickling my face and when I opened my eyes, I saw a tiny white butterfly flutter in through the window. It inspected my room, landed on my pillow, seemingly scolding me just a little for daring to still be asleep on such a dazzlingly sunny day. I smiled and it danced out of the window as quickly as it come in.

It reminded me of Ava. Superprincess Ava. Whose story has touched me in so ways over the past year and whose beautiful mother is hanging in there so bravely.

That butterfly made me smile for the first time in a long while, as does Ava, even though I never knew her.

I made this picture months ago, but it never left my computer. After my little butterfly encounter, I gave the little angel white butterfly wings, but never uploaded the picture. I have become very wary of sharing things that I make, afraid of rejection and of criticism. But then I thought that's wrong. Every moment matters, we have so little time, and it is so much more important to reach out to others than to swallow things for some silly reason.

Sheye, I hope it is okay that I put this out here. I have wanted to reach out to you, but have never found a way. So I hope you don't mind this.

My friends, go and visit little Ava, light a candle and tell her a butterfly reminded you of her. I think she'd like that.

[link]

And I will come out of hiding. Soon.