I'm not type of person that usually believes in signs. I'm not superstitious. But as I was sitting here checking my email after a long day of work, I got a very sharp "baby kick" on my left side, the first place I ever felt little flutters, and where Kayla used to kick me a lot. That movement, all these weeks later, caused me to stand straight up. I walked over to my back door to let my dog in, and before I could even think, a monarch butterfly flew straight at me, almost hitting me in my face.
The movement, then the butterfly was enough to make me cry. Whether it was Kayla's spirit, or God, or just two random events in the universe, I just had a nice little moment.
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