DEAR THYROID^TM

BUTTERFLYGRAPH by Molly Hebda (MollyH78)

I have always been in awe over butterflies, or at least when I was a little girl.  They are beautiful, they are graceful, and each on is as unique as a snowflake.  I used to chase them as far down the block as I was allowed to roam, and then watch as the flew beyond reach, thinking they can flutter to the end of the earth.  But, as with anything I thought as a child, I learned the truth about butterflies.  About their remarkable survival skills, the incredible transformations they must endure and finally their rebirth into this gigantic world as these delicate creatures.  Only to survive a very short life.  As an adult, I know my butterfly has to gone through a transformation that will end in it’s untimely but necessary death.  It has made me delicate yet beautiful, graceful yet skilled, and as unique as a snowflake.  But soon, it is me that will will flutter to the ends of the earth and  then it, can be in awe of me.