Maybe I’m slower than others in my neighborhood, but I finally saw lightning bugs this week. Thousands and thousands of them. When one accidentally gets in the house - unlike flies, mosquitoes, crane flies, or other bugs - I don’t swat them. I try to catch and release these winged wonders. I think they’re beautiful. But my cat thinks they’re delicious.
Here’s what Aunt B. said about lightning bugs,
Last night, we sat out in the hammocks, catching up, and watching the lightning bugs. I’m still not convinced, completely, that they are lightning bugs. Their lights stayed on for too long and none of them seemed too interested in each other.
But in the end of her post she talks about the loss of a teenaged son of a friend. Had it not been for the Internet, I would’ve never heard about it. Instead, we’re connected and share somehow the Mom’s grief across the nation.
I hope a summer night watching lightning bugs will somehow someday someway help bring some peace to his mother.
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