"A dragonfly flew into my room today and landed on my shoulder... I knew he was looking down on me..."
When i was really young, my grandmother told me that in every ending has a new beginning. I didn't understand what she was talking then. I didn't get the message that she wanted to tell me. Not until the day when my grandfather passed away. I couldn't remember what happened that day, whether i was crying or not. But i remembered that i saw a dragonfly, and it flew right across the room and landed on my shoulder. As i wanted to swipe it off me, my grandmother stopped me. She said "that'll hurt your grandpa." Again i din get what she was trying to say. So i just sat down and waited until it flew off. Ever since then, my family believed that the dragonfly was somewhat, my grandfather. And ever since then, my family will be visited by a little blue dragonfly every year around this month.
I've forgotten about this story for a long time now. But today, as i was sitting down in my room, packing for things that i need to bring to Australia, this little blue dragonfly flew into my room, and landed on my shoulder. Freaked the s**t outta me at first. But then later it flew on to my bed and then to my family portrait just outside my room. And it just stayed there, on my shoulder.
Thinking back now to what my grandmother told me, i dun really believe in all those life after death thing. But it is moments like this that makes the most unreasonable doubts seem real. Do i believe that a dragonfly is somewhat my grandfather? I don't know myself. But i know what i do believe, i believe that he will be looking down on me and my family while I'm in Australia.
When i was really young, my grandmother told me that in every ending has a new beginning. I didn't understand what she was talking then. I didn't get the message that she wanted to tell me. Not until the day when my grandfather passed away. I couldn't remember what happened that day, whether i was crying or not. But i remembered that i saw a dragonfly, and it flew right across the room and landed on my shoulder. As i wanted to swipe it off me, my grandmother stopped me. She said "that'll hurt your grandpa." Again i din get what she was trying to say. So i just sat down and waited until it flew off. Ever since then, my family believed that the dragonfly was somewhat, my grandfather. And ever since then, my family will be visited by a little blue dragonfly every year around this month.
I've forgotten about this story for a long time now. But today, as i was sitting down in my room, packing for things that i need to bring to Australia, this little blue dragonfly flew into my room, and landed on my shoulder. Freaked the s**t outta me at first. But then later it flew on to my bed and then to my family portrait just outside my room. And it just stayed there, on my shoulder.
Thinking back now to what my grandmother told me, i dun really believe in all those life after death thing. But it is moments like this that makes the most unreasonable doubts seem real. Do i believe that a dragonfly is somewhat my grandfather? I don't know myself. But i know what i do believe, i believe that he will be looking down on me and my family while I'm in Australia.
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