Last night, my son, Noah, graduated from preschool. He will start kindergarten at my school in August. While its an emotional thing anyway, last night was especially hard for me. I dreaded it all day. You see, we've known about this graduation for many months. It was always going to be a week after Aaron was born, and it was going to be my first "outing" with my infant. Of course, I wasn't there with my baby next to me. Instead, my baby was the one graduating. I only have one baby boy instead of two, and he's not much of a baby anymore.
God was there, though. On the way to graduation, I saw my first butterfly. Granted, it was sitting on a trash can, but it was still a butterfly! Then, decorating the door that was right behind where Noah sat for graduation, were butterflies. When I noticed them, I felt a sense of peace. God was there, wrapping me in his arms, telling me that it would be alright. The whole time I watched Noah, I also saw butterflies.
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