“A bird made a nest in the flowers and laid 4 eggs, at my client’s house. I felt honored to get to see it. As I worked this evening, I reflected on the dedication and work put in to build the nest and lay the eggs... And the effort that will be needed to raise the young.

“I get so caught up in my daily routine that I often forget how fragile life really is. I repeat the same motions, emotions and dreams, almost daily, with the random variations that eventually equate to progress and growth. Most of my time is spent 'nesting,' taking care of my home and my offspring. In a lot of ways, I have let my nest define who I am and what I do; without it, who am I really?

“I don't know how to explain it... But I love my home and my kids... and life as we know it is oh so fragile.

“Be grateful for what you have.”

A meditation holding gentle strength, Rebecca—like a bird's nest. Thank you for letting me share your reflection.

Photo and Facebook post, by our lovely niece Rebecca