Folks,

Something happened this evening that I have to share. Those of you who have been regular here know I have three boys 16, 12, and 7. Tonight we were working on the garden when the two older boys found two baby birds on the ground. These birds were obviously too young to be out of the nest and were too small to attempt feeding ourselves. The youngest son came upon the scene and obviously was troubled by the delemma. I rather matter-of-factly explained to all of them that the mother bird was the only one who could help them. We made up a nest and set the two birds in it then placed it where I hoped no cat would find.

The whole event was out of my mind until at dusk (while we were still working on the garden) the youngest boy came around the corner and when he looked up, saw the first evening star. He immediately and mostly silently started to make a wish...almost as a prayer for those birds to be given a second chance.

I don't think he knew I could hear him and I am very glad he didn't see me. You know I was in tears...I imagined how many stars he had been wishing on for me, his dad, over the last two + years...for all I know that is why I am still here.

I hope the mommy bird comes back tommorrow....I do not know what I will tell him if she dosen't

What I can still do....cry