Butterfly Effect

Life is strange sometimes. My Mom and I were discussing this photo a few weeks ago. We knew it existed but not where it dwelled. My sister found it in an album she’d assembled for a school project decades ago. 

Some of you might remember that I made a comic about this moment – which perhaps might be one of my earliest memories?

I think I held onto this simple moment because I was so full of a variety of very strong emotions. 

First, there was fear of having a bug land on me. 

Then, I was angry because everyone was telling me that I was okay and to calm down when I knew and felt otherwise. 

Finally, I was freaked out by all of the attention from the family, which culminated in this photo being taken.

Spoiler alert, the butterfly eventually flew away, but this memory stayed with me. I think I am still confused about the whirlwind of emotions associated with a butterfly landing, but now that I see that I was probably only 18 or 20 months old, I think it’s fair to give myself a pass! Funnily, I remembered myself as being 3 years old.

Anyway, swipe to the comic about this moment. 

Thanks Lisa, for finding this photo, and thanks to my Mom for helping me to see it as a remarkable moment.