I found this nest in my driveway today. There were no bits of egg shells or tiny feathers left. No evidence left at all that a mother bird had built it and laid her eggs and hatched them. Now they were all gone. She had pushed them out of the nest and let them fall or fly. Then she pushed the little home out of the tree so that they would have no reason to come back. I wonder if she sat there and thought about the last day? Did she feel sad that this part of her life was over? Did she know exactly when she was going to let them go? Did she count down the days, marking X's on a little bird calendar, watching the date and time approach with an equal amount of happiness, fear and heartbreaking sadness?
Today this little girl came home from her very last day of high school. There are many-many days ahead full of new experiences and people and a whole wonderful life ahead of her. Days that seem immeasurable and unending from where she stands right now. I only hope she treasures each experience and doesn't wait until the last day to reflect on what it all meant.
Now, if you will please excuse me. I have to dry my tears and hire a bulldozer to rip this place APART. What? I need to make sure she has no reason to come back. That's what the best mothers do. It's nature, damn it.
I love you, Kass and am very proud of who you have become. You will fly.