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In memory of my father

A couple of weeks ago, my father passed away. Though he was in his eighties and lived a good life, it was hurtful to receive the phone call. He was a great father and grandfather and I miss him terribly.
A few days later, I was in my bedroom, waking up from my afternoon nap. Usually, I’m not an advocate of nap time, but the past couple of days I hadn't been sleeping well.  I had been grim and teary eyed. These siestas were my way of supplementing my rest.
A box fan was in my open bedroom window. I looked out at the sunny afternoon sky and wondered how could it be such a nice day after what had happened.  
I turned on the television, looking for something to break up the heavy silence. A small object moved outside my window and it caught my peripheral vision. I looked out the window and saw a huge, electric blue dragonfly. It was hovering by the fan, its iridescent wings beating furiously. Its globe-like eyes seemed to be staring intently at me.  I watched as it darted back and forth. I swore it was playing in the wind tunnel the fan was creating.   After watching its antics for several minutes, I found my smile.  
With this new found feeling of being lighthearted, I was able to watch a comedy show on television and chuckled heartily.   My husband came into the room and commented it was so nice to hear me laugh again.
Afterwards, I found there are many legends of a dragonfly,such as the dragonfly is a renewal after hardship; another is lightness and also, can be the souls of the deceased. Are these legends true? It brought me great comfort to see this dragonfly that day. I like to think it was a sign that my father’s soul is now free and he is watching over me.

It is my sincere hope that someone who has recently lost someone will read this blog and find comfort. 
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