What does happen inside a cocoon anyway? So weird.

One time, when I was seven, my family was in a car accident. Two of my brothers were killed, my mom was left in a hospital to heal and my remaining brother was in the children’s intensive care unit in a different hospital for a couple months. My dad bounced between work and the two hospitals, while I slept in a reclining chair that the nurses dragged into my brother’s room. For the most part, it was kind of an adventure. I shot succion cup darts at the nurses and they always gave us a lot of extra pudding and stuff. I was a little too young to completely understand the tragedy of what was going on around me, though over the next few months, it settled in.

My brother was in a full body cast. There was a lady who I only remember as, “The Butterfly Lady.” She would go find cocoons and glue gun them to a stick in a small pot. She would then give the injured and sick kids a cocoon. I remember her telling this story:

The interesting thing about cocoons is that it needs to be really hard to get out. It is very important that you don’t try to help the butterfly get out because in the process of opening the cocoon, their muscles strengthen to the point where they can fly. Without that struggle, they wouldn’t be strong enough to fly and would end up dying. It is the struggle that makes them strong enough to fly.

At the time, I thought of this as a very interesting fact. A little tidbit about nature. It was years later that it slowly dawned on me about what she was teaching us all. Struggle is good. It makes you strong enough to fly.

You may enjoy my article called, “The Practical Application of Considering the Lilies.” [link]