All of a sudden, the nest is empty. The birds have gone, and what had been a constant blur of activity is now nothing more than a few discarded feathers. – Marci Seither
And just like that, they’re gone. The nest is empty. I wasn’t prepared for how sad I felt at seeing this beautiful little avian home bereft of life. I think about how lonely it is for those older folks who perhaps never married, were unable to have children, or whose children, for whatever reason, are not close to their parents physically or emotionally.
How blessed we are to have a full retinue of children ranging from toddler to adult! How grateful I am for the courage – and ability – to have said YES to life. Our nest will never be empty. It will be full of colour and song for as long as we live, God willing.