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Dreaming with butterflies

As I’m sitting in the sun a butterfly zips my way and hits me in the back of my head, it’s a surprisingly big thump for such a delicate light insect.

It is night and I am sitting in the sand, I hear the surf close by but I don’t see it. He is here too I can feel it, I don’t see his face but it is him I can feel his smile, although that doesn’t make any sense.

He is right here but I miss him so much it’s painful. He is standing right next to me but I still miss him. And then, there’s the butterfly, again.

A butterfly in the night.

Then I wake and it’s my cat begging for food.


And he repeats:

  • I don’t trust anyone.
  • I like to keep my life simple and not overanalyze things.
  • I am happy, just me and my cat.

And I wonder:

  • Why does he keep telling me this?
  • I don’t need convincing.
  • He needs convincing.



My dear sweet baby Sombra, my baby girl, my solace, my companion, my family and ever presence feline sister through out my ordeal is now, thanks to him (not him but the other him) the center of a legal battle. To be or not to be separated from me, to be torn apart, to be taken from her loving home, to be . . . To suffer the cruelty of men. Her. To suffer the selfishness of men. To miss me as I will miss her.

But hope is not lost and it will prevail! She will remain at her loving and caring home, at my side forever!