My paternal grandmother passed away last August 25, 2009 at the age of 91. My aunt called minutes after her death to tell me about the sad news. My husband and I immediately went to Manila to see my Lola.
On the road, a black winged butterfly fluttered by my window side. Just imagine the chances of a black butterfly flying by my window at the highway. I knew deep inside that it was my Lola's gentle way of letting me feel her presence.
In some cultures, including the Philippines, there is a belief that the departed loved ones express their presence through a butterfly visit.
To my Lola, may you have eternal peace and happiness. Goodbye Lola. You will always be remembered in our hearts.