Friday was the day of the public funeral for the four police officers gunned down in Oakland and I was pretty depressed that day. There had been a couple people watching it in our office and one of the ladies who works there has a son who works for the OPD. Thank God, he was safe, though he was at the shootout. All the way home, I saw butterflies everywhere. There were Monarchs EVERYWHERE that day. You couldn't step outside without seeing two or three of them, no matter where you were. While we were stopped at a stoplight, I must have seen twenty of them fluttering around. It was just so cool. It was like God just was sending his peace down from heaven. I didn't see any doves (even though they released 400 of them as the service ended), but those weren't sent from heaven. I have to beleive the butterflies were.