A butterfly kept under glass is beautiful to view, but nothing is more inspiring than to see one flying freely in nature. Only the most perfect "specimens" are kept and put under the glass.

When we lose a loved one, we put them on a pedestal, under glass, for others to admire, but not to share. We need to take them down from the pedestal and let them be known for who they really were, imperfections and all. Keeping someone on a pedestal under glass, means no one else can live up to the standards of perfection you have created. You will miss the opportunity to find renewed love unless you release the love from this prision.

Love is to be shared, and lessons that were learned that formed the love are important too. We are what we have learned. Not all lessons need to be taught again, and it is important to realize how you came to this point in time in your life.