Yellow Thread

Once upon a time a little girl was transformed into a butterfly on a cold Halloween night.  That butterfly had bright pink, blue, and yellow spots.

The primary yellow thread from that project still sits in my sewing box.

Yesterday, I carefully threaded that bright yellow thread through my sewing machine.  Then I meticulously stitched the the patches on my daughter's police uniform for the Academy graduation.

Threads weave through our lives in the most unpredictable ways.

Thus a yellow thread as bright as a summer day is wound gently around my heart.