Ladybug

Today was just one of those days. It was one of those where you just wish you could crawl back into bed and stay all day because you just know tomorrow will be better. Nothing in particular happened I just was feeling down about many things that I don’t want to bore you with, I wrote an entire essay for later reflection and maybe someday I will publish it. It was probably because I am fighting a head cold and my brain is foggy. One of my favorite poems as a child, I loved poetry as a kid, was called “Tear Water Tea” and man I could have made some of that today, I could have supplied the whole office with tea for a week. So I stayed in my office with the door pushed shut most of the day.

This afternoon I went to the daily meeting and I forgot to shut my door when I came back. A guy that I work with brought me a ladybug. It was half dead but it was a ladybug. Now although I make no secret at work that we are adopting, I don’t think that anyone knows about ladybugs and adoption and I know for a fact this man does not. I am not sure what a half dead ladybug means? Maybe referrals coming but not very quickly or Referrals are on the way but you are officially half dead with this cold? Whatever it means it made me smile, which was not an easy task today.

The bug sat on my desk for a good 20 minutes and just as I was going to take the bug back outside, he gathered his strength and flew up to the ceiling. He is probably doomed now because I could not catch the little bugger to take him outside. But you never know he seemed like a survivor, I will look for him tomorrow. I hope he finds my plants and then I will return him to nature if I can.