I am always amazed and humbled at the little surprises that life seems to dish out.
Sometimes we need to look really hard to see these surprises and other times they just seem to show up in front of you when you least expect it.
In my case, it was in my beach bag in my garage.
It was just an ordinary day at the end of an extraordinary week (more about that in the days to come). I went into the garage to grab some sunscreen before the first round of Spring cleaning in my flower beds. It had been a crazy week and something about the warm weather and sunshine just helps me clear my head.
And there it was, a bird’s nest. A perfect, little nest. In MY garage.
I love nests. And eggs.
This was a sign – a real sign that life had given me letting me know that I was walking on the right path. I was getting ready to launch my blog the very next day and a bird was part of my logo. My site was Robin’s egg blue, AND I love nests. I basked in the glory of my little sign for a moment. Then I ran in the house, told everyone my good news and immediately took a picture of the nest (my nest) for proof.
The next day I made my first post and I shared the nest with all of you (but you don’t know the rest of the story).
I kept looking for the momma bird. I never saw her again. I was panicked. Did I ruin my life’s little wonder? Did I scare the momma bird away by unknowingly touching the bag before I knew of the nest? Oh dear, dear, dear. My heart sank. For 24 hours I felt like doom and gloom were hanging around my neck like a synthetic scarf on a hot day.
Until I got the phone call from my daughter, Sassafrass, (my eldest, my tween, my nothing gets past her first born) “MOM, THERE IS AN EGG IN THE NEST!” My heart stopped. “Really?” “Are you sure?” Of course I knew that she was sure, she is my nothing gets past her first born but I just had to hear it again.
Sure enough, there was an egg in the nest. My heart sang!
Then the next day on Easter, another…
Today there are four precious, sweet, full of hope, little eggs in the nest.
I cannot even begin to tell you how much strength and inspiration I have gathered with each egg. The beauty of this story is that I’ve had all of this strength and inspiration and hope inside me all along! I just needed a little nudge to remind me.
Sometimes life just gives you little gifts…things that only you would understand. Take a moment, stand still and look around. What gift is life trying to give you?
Wishing you a day full of wonder,