Love and Let Grow
As a child, I loved running behind butterflies. I wanted to keep them close to me, so I would capture them between my fingers, and we know that doesn't end well for the butterflies. This little wish of mine cost many butterflies their lives. Coming back to the present moment, I am kind of grown up now. I no longer run after butterflies. Instead, I go to work, come home, feed myself properly, and try to hit my protein goals. ( This is a conversation for another day) Back to the dead butterflies, another summer is here with all its majestic and vibrant beauty. On every walk I take outside, I encounter beautiful flowers, butterflies, and children licking ice cream cones. In some ways, I am still the same little girl oblivious of the violence caused by my desires. Just like the younger me who captured butterflies, the present version of myself longs to run into a field full of daisies and gather a bouquet to take home. Every lily of the valley that mesmerizes me awakens that same old s...