I met the most magical bird this weekend!!!
I am not usually an anxious person, but this pool of nothingness that we are swimming in has been an exceptional challenge for me and I frequently feel a heavy sense of sadness that I struggle to escape.
Ken has been amazing at making sure that he gets me to see a glimpse of the ocean that he knows soothes my soul and today while we were in Rye and stopped for a delicious clams and fries take out for lunch, this special little bird accompanied us. It was not a bird that I was familiar with by sight, but when I kept hearing sounds of other birds that I knew such as a chickadee, a cardinal, a grackle, a bluejay and even a seagull, I wondered if perhaps it was a Mockingbird and sure as sh*t when I looked up a Mockingbird, this was exactly the bird that I shared my lunch with and it made my heart smile and find a sense of balance again.
These are hard times for sure that we are all experiencing, but on the other side of this, there is hope. Just as happily as that little bird sang to me at lunch, it gave me hope that we will be ok, especially if we cling to the power of hope.