I am changing, at least for this week, my Monday blog to Sunday. Next week it will be back to Monday because I will be spending Mother’s Day with my mom.
It has been six months since Dean died. There are less tears now and another year is speeding by. I have been watching the trees leaf out, smelling the lilac and cherry blossoms wafting around the yard, and feeling for the poor robins fretting as they flit about trying to build a nest on the porch. The spot they chose won’t work, it is too small, but they have put forth gallant effort none the less. They remind me of humans, who despite having the best of intentions and a great work ethic, can’t accomplish the task they set out to do. What is really sad is when their failure happens because other people fail to see the vision, the big picture, and the goodness inherent in the project. Fortunately, the robins moved and found a better location for their nest. Sometimes, that’s all it takes. Lessons are learned. New babies are born. Toddlers walk. A new generation graduates. Life goes on.
Happy Mother’s Day Mom!