I am a bit teary as Chuck Poirier just came by and shared this story from his daughter-in-law, Cindy, with me. I wanted to share it with you. It is quite incredible and if you don’t know what a Luna moth looks like, look it up. They are magnificent creatures.

We were at the cabin one weekend in June. I got up bright and early to take Hazel the dog for her morning walk. Business done, we returned to the cabin where I noticed a large leafy thing on the front door. I did not heart a storm overnight and was wondering how a leaf could have been blown so hard it struck to the door. As I got closer I realize tis was not a leaf at all, but a moth. A very large, green moth, about 4 inches long. It was amazing looking, like no moth I had ever seen before! I carefully opened the door, trying not to disturb the moth, and went inside to get my camera. Coming out again slowly, I took several pictures. The moth was so still I was wondering if it was dead but dared not touch it to find out. I did not was to scare it away before Mark got up and had a chance to see it. The moth stayed where it was on our front door. Mark got up and we were able to identify it as a Luna moth. The moth stayed with us all day, despite our going in and out the door many times. It’s position changed slightly from time to time so we knew it was alive. Darkness came. We walked the dog a last time and closed up for the night. The moth was still with us. By the next morning the Luna moth was gone. It struck me as odd that a moth would remain where it was for 24 hrs with all the movement and activity nearby. It seemed special somehow, like we were chosen to be blessed by its presence.

The following weekend we were back at the cabin with our friends Connie and Choy Leow. We were showing them pictures of the Luna mother and telling them about it’s stay with us. Connie told us that in Chinese culture when an animal comes and stays by you like that it is the spirit of your deceased loved one come back to visit you. I recalled that I had been thinking of the moth as if it were Pat visiting us. She had passed away only a month before. Mark recalled the same. While neither of us had spoken to each other of it, we had been thinking the same thing. That Chinese culture held this belief just reinforced what we felt in our hearts. Mark’s mom had come to say goodbye and leave us with a little reminder of the miracle and beauty of life.

Special thanks to Chuck Poirier for sharing Cindy’s lovely story.
May you be surprised by something beautiful and mysterious today.

May you be well,
Michelle