Eleven years ago on my birthday, I flew to California to be with my son. My husband had passed away a few months before. I stayed at a hotel by the freeway and the wall of the freeway was just outside my room. The wall was covered in vines and summer flowers. As I settled in, a myriad of butterflies caught my attention. I’ve always loved butterflies. I sat by the window and began writing about grief, butterflies and angels.
That night, my son took me to dinner on the patio of a lovely restaurant. In the cool of the California evening, I read his card with a butterfly on it. “Mom, You will get your wings and fly again soon. Love Mike.” It was a meant-to-be moment. Butterflies on the wall and in the card and sentiment.
In the years that have followed, I have written more books in the Mystic Bay Series and then a children’s book called, When The Angel Sent Butterflies.
However, months after my book was published, a little miracle happened. My daughter, her husband, son, and new baby girl, sat on the steps of their apartment building in New York City. A butterfly landed on my son-in-law’s finger first and then fluttered to the shoulder of my daughter. Then surprisingly, the butterfly landed on my baby granddaughter’s shoulder too! They captured each moment with their cell phones.
I believe angels are always around us. Sometimes we see butterflies at just the right moment to give us the light of hope in our hearts.
In my Mystic Bay Series, my character, Angel Ken, sends calming love on the wings of butterflies. I believe angels send us butterflies at the very moments we need them like on a birthday card or miraculously to land on our fingers and shoulders. This to me is heaven’s way to remind us of God’s love.
& This beautiful saying:
Just When The Caterpillar Thought It’s Life Was Over It Became A Butterfly. 
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I’ve always wanted to write a children’s book but never in my wildest dreams thought I’d become an author of three novels let alone pen a lovely children’s book. But then a serendipitous moment arrived. An acquaintance read Town of Angels. She said, “You know, this story is so beautiful you need to write a children’s book with Angel Ken and the butterflies!” I was touched and pondered it for a few months yet I knew unfortunately, my artistic skills were limited to stick figures.