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    Butterfly: Parallel Lives: Our Life Experiences Are a Journey It Is the Only Guarantee in This Life That We Have
    Butterfly: Parallel Lives: Our Life Experiences Are a Journey It Is the Only Guarantee in This Life That We Have
    Butterfly: Parallel Lives: Our Life Experiences Are a Journey It Is the Only Guarantee in This Life That We Have
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    Butterfly: Parallel Lives: Our Life Experiences Are a Journey It Is the Only Guarantee in This Life That We Have

    By Monette Massard

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    The adult butterfly goes through four different stages of life: the fertilized egg, the caterpillar, the chrysalis and the butterfly. Each of the developmental stages is a critical part of the butterflys transformation. The human life cycle operates in very similar forms: birth, childhood, adulthood and death. Along the way, we enter into various chrysalises, morphing and changing with each experience.

    Sometimes we go through things that cause us to suffer but out of it we gain a great life experience that transforms us and moves us closer to our future. We should never allow anyone to have the power or control to decide whether we are happy or sad. Dont let life circumstances determine your fate. You hold the key that determines your life and how far in life you will go.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherAuthorHouse
    Release dateJul 30, 2013
    ISBN9781481749237
    Butterfly: Parallel Lives: Our Life Experiences Are a Journey It Is the Only Guarantee in This Life That We Have
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    Monette Massard

    Monette Massard was born in September, 1959. She grew up in Titusville, Florida, and later moved to Queens, New York, then on to Connecticut. Monette's formal education as a college graduate, coupled with unlimited self-education, persistence, determination and courage, all propelled her to follow her dreams. She met and married her first husband when she was 21 and went through a difficult marriage. Once the marriage ended she struggle for many years trying to find a place of belonging. After over twenty years of living in New York, Monette met and married her second husband and moved to Connecticut to be with him. After two unsuccessful marriages, she decided to remain in Connecticut, building a new life there. She now resides in Atlanta, Georgia with her 5 year old son Elijah. Her book is written as a memoir demonstrating her courageous life.

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      Butterfly - Monette Massard

      © 2013 by Monette Massard. All rights reserved.

      No part of this book may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted by any means without the written permission of the author.

      Published by AuthorHouse 07/24/2013

      ISBN: 978-1-4817-4922-0 (sc)

      ISBN: 978-1-4817-4923-7 (e)

      Library of Congress Control Number: 2013907906

      Any people depicted in stock imagery provided by Thinkstock are models, and such images are being used for illustrative purposes only.

      Certain stock imagery © Thinkstock.

      Because of the dynamic nature of the Internet, any web addresses or links contained in this book may have changed since publication and may no longer be valid. The views expressed in this work are solely those of the author and do not necessarily reflect the views of the publisher, and the publisher hereby disclaims any responsibility for them.

      Contents

      Acknowledgments

      Free Spirited

      Introduction

      CHAPTERS

      Soul Vibration

      Holidays In Florida

      Summers In Florida

      Cocoa Florida

      South Carolina

      Time With My Dad

      Cracks In Our Love

      Searching For A Place

      Arctic Air

      Something Different

      Out Of Nowhere

      Swallow The Bitterness

      A Normal Part Of Life

      Completely Tangled

      At That Moment

      October 1999

      For Years

      Extension Of Love

      Why Me

      The Phone Never Stops Ringing

      Upside Down

      There’s Nothing Hard About Being Happy

      Bound But Not Broken

      About The Author

      About the Editor: Having earned two Masters Degrees in both Secondary Education and Composition & Rhetoric, Brittany Wadbrook teaches first-year composition at the University of Massachusetts Boston. Additionally, she serves as an Executive Function Coach for students in need of educational support. This text is her editorial debut.

      To my ancestors who will be forever thought of through the pages of this book. The endurance of a long road has proven to be a lonely but magnificent journey. This beautiful journey continues to shape me with the understanding of a love and intimacy that I never thought would be a part of my life. The transgressions that were a constant companion in my life were passed down from generation to generation, and because of where I came from I am who I am. It is who I was meant to be a free spirited person whose soul reaches far beyond this very moment, but further into the distance of understanding what clearly is not understood. There are no regrets for me or where in life I am today, because everything I experienced was required to help me grow so that I may reach my soul’s highest value.

      Acknowledgments

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      Mom, I’m at peace with our love and the ways we are connected. The connection that we share in which we are the same as well as the connection in which we are so very different. Even through our hard times of love, you have always seen me in the brightest of lights, uplifting me when I couldn’t see it for myself. Your love and encouragement has given me the strength to write and tell my story. Through your shared tender persistence for many years with subtleties of what you could see inside of me, I have managed to accomplish my life dream. I have risen to the occasion with your love and support. Thank you.

      Grandpa and Grandma always had their loving arms wrapped around me. As a child they nurtured me with unlimited and boundless love. My grandparents cherished me, they gave and gave with pure simple innocence and never deviated from their love. I never wanted time to move me away from their safe and warm love, and throughout my existence I have always felt the safeness of their love for me. As I sit today, quietly meditating in the stillness of my own breath, I realize that nothing could ever replace true and genuine love.

      I planted my roots in the center of the earth with the love that I have for my son and he has motivated me to withstand all of the mysteries that life holds. Elijah, your future is set; there is no doubt in my heart that you will prosper and grow to become not only a good man but a fine human being. You will be a person of great presence with the ability to give back to mankind with grace and compassion. I cover you with my branches at full bloom, always watching with pride and amazement as your knowledge and wisdom grows. You are my son, whom I have loved, wanted, and searched for all of my life. God made you with love from the depths of my soul and now I search no more.

      To have someone who believes in your dream and passion as much as you do is extraordinary. I found that person in my sister Camilla. We have connected in ways that I never expected; she is a gift.

      To my family and friends who have always believed in me I thank you!

      Free Spirited

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      I am born to a free-spirited woman when she is only 16 years old. She transfers her spirit to me through the passage of birth. For many years my mother tries hard to tame the spirit that she gave to me, but today I am still untamable.

      I am the image of my mother, the first child out of five, and the only child with a different father. My mother marries my siblings’ father when I am three—a marriage that complicates my relationships in ways I can hardly define. For most of my childhood and adult life I keep a secret, one that is slowly revealed through the pages of this memoir.

      Love becomes my every day search and my reason to live. I fight hard to find a place where I can belong in this world. I do not choose my life’s journeys; the journeys chose me. It takes a long time for me to realize how strong I am.

      My life can be your life. We are all the same just with different stories. This is my story.

      Introduction

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      It’s the month of September and I decide to take a four day weekend to New York with my son to celebrate my birthday. We leave on a Friday afternoon, reaching New York late that evening. Leaving Connecticut makes me feel like I can escape from the everyday stuff: the rigid routine of rushing off to take my son to daycare and then quickly driving to the highway, battling through traffic, and punching in on time at work. After all that, the day typically ends with a numb image of not having accomplished much of anything. A trip to New York always gives me feelings of revitalization, energy, and sparks of electricity. The vibrant movement of the city, with its unusual places and shifting people tickles me the moment I arrive, opening up all five of my senses.

      I wake up early the day after our arrival and make breakfast for everyone in the house. My brother’s home is in Jamaica Queens, the place where we hang-out when visiting the city. Our day starts out with no specific plans—I just want to be out with other people in the city. It doesn’t matter too much what we do as long as my son and nephew have a great day. As the boys are getting themselves together, I take a shower and start to get dressed. During the process, I notice my bra does not fit correctly over my breast. I pull the straps up over my shoulders and a part of my breast gets caught underneath the bra. As I tuck my breast in underneath the lining, I feel it. A lump. What is this? It has an odd texture. It feels like tiny beads that have grouped themselves together into a pod and became hard. Standing quietly in the center of the room I pause. This is not cancer. But somehow my deeper instinct tells me that the lump is cancerous. A rush of concerns and emotions clash with fear and take control of my body. I feel a burning and tingling sensation all over me. I am inside a circle of flames with no way out. The word ‘death’ continues to repeat itself, stinging my brain each time it hits.

      My thoughts accelerate as they attach themselves to different storylines that ask me the question, Who am I? Who is this person finding a lump in their breast? It becomes clear it is someone else’s storyline. It is not mine, but the story of a lump in some other breast. I can feel the blood rushing deep within my soul. I stand in the middle of the room and every object seems to be swirling around me faster, faster, faster, and faster. I have to slow my thoughts down to ease the fear and I start talking to myself. I keep repeating: I do not have breast cancer. There is no history of cancer in my family. I come from a good stock of genetic material so this is just not a part of me. I have always taken good care of myself. I am a

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