April 8th, 2021
This morning at work, I saw this bird.
Well, no, I didn’t initially see it. I heard it. It was repeatedly trying to break its way into the restaurant, flying again and again against the windows and doors, which I found to be bizarre but fascinating.
I took this photo and I shared it in a story.
Within moments, several people messaged me saying that this bird was my mom saying hello.
My first thought was, “That is the stupidest thing I have ever heard” and then my second thought was, “If that’s so stupid, then why are my eyes full of stupid tears right now?”
I thought about how the bird had been trying desperately to get in and with this new knowledge that this bird might be my mom, it made sense that she wanted to be inside with me.
She hung out for a while, keeping an eye from a distance, hopping from tree to tree, singing a song.
She looked happy.
She looked free.
The Den 