When Yellow Butterflies Visit: Finding Peace at the Edge of Life

I don’t know if you remember, but back in 2005, my world changed forever. My sister was killed in a car accident—a loss so sudden and profound that it reshaped the way I see everything. Grief, as anyone who’s lived through it knows, isn’t linear. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing. But over the years, I’ve found a strange and beautiful comfort in the most unexpected place: yellow butterflies.

Whenever I see a yellow butterfly, I think of her. It’s as if she’s sending me a sign, a little reminder that she’s still with me, even if I can’t see her. In the past few days, something extraordinary has happened. Not just one, but no less than ten huge yellow butterflies have come to hang around me. They flutter close, swirling in the sunlight, lingering as if they have something important to say.

I talk to my sister often, especially about dying. I ask her to be with me, to guide me through whatever comes next. And in those moments, when the butterflies dance around me, I feel her presence so strongly that it’s almost as if she’s standing right beside me. There’s a warmth, a sense of safety that washes over me. The fear that used to grip me when I thought about death has faded. I’m no longer scared.

Now, when I look at those yellow butterflies, I know that wherever we go after this life, I won’t be alone. My sister will be there, just as she’s always been, fluttering close, reminding me that love never truly dies.

If you’ve ever lost someone, maybe you’ve felt it too—the little signs, the moments of connection that defy logic but feel more real than anything else. Hold onto them. Let them comfort you. Because in the end, we’re never really alone. And sometimes, all it takes is a yellow butterfly to remind us of that.

Have you ever experienced a sign from a loved one who’s passed? Share your story in the comments below. Let’s remind each other that love, in all its forms, always finds a way back to us.