Symbolism

Symbolism comes in many forms, in many different circumstances. Symbolism for me comes from butterflies, especially light yellow ones. When my grandfather passed away, I didn't really know one thing that would symbolize him except for ordinary things like golf and race cars. Everyone remembered him by these things, but I wanted something that I could remember him by for myself. So, as the days went by after he passed away and after his first funeral in Baton Rouge, I sort of forgot to look for things to remember him by. Instead, I just remembered him as everyone else did.

A couple of days later, my family and I had to travel to Virginia for my grandfather's second funeral. I had completely forgotten by now about finding something that could symbolize him for me. After the funeral had ended, I obviously was sad and extremely hot during the summer heat. I wasn't very focused on anything until I looked over at the beautiful coffin and saw a light yellow butterfly swoop across the top of the coffin and back again. I knew this was a way of my grandfather symbolizing that he was still watching over me. From then on, everytime I see a light yellow butterfly, I know that my grandfather is still with me.