Gifting me with my first bluebird house, Aunt Mary Leigh shared and instilled her love for bluebirds with me years ago. Over the years my family has watched intently with awe these amazing creatures. But my husband's interest and growing knowledge surpassed us all, as he keeps a watchful eye on them continuously day and night. He is the one who alerted me of the recent tragedy in our yard.
When he first told me Mother B was gone, i didn't believe him. What mother would leave her precious babies? He went on to explain how he had witnessed a neighborhood hawk sweep in and snatch birds in midair for a meal. He was convinced the hawk had done the same with Mother B. He noticed she was no longer coming and had observed Daddy B frantically searching and calling for her. Their growing babies were crying and hungry.
In a perfect bluebird world, mother and daddy share parenting duties... feeding and protecting the babies and cleaning the house. With no response from Mother B, he picked up her duties and a maddening pace of feeding and cleaning nonstop from daybreak to sunset pursued.
We were crushed with sorry for the family. In an effort to help, we research what food we could provide to them. But, the message we read over and over again was DO NOT INTERFERE. As long as there is one parent around, let them take care of the babies. So with heavy heart, we have done just that. Yet, it is so difficult to watch Daddy B every few seconds swoop in and out of the house... entering with food and exiting with poop. His perseverance and tireless dedication is admirable and amazing.
Sandwiched here between Mother's Day and Father's Day, the blue birds are a beautiful reminder of the importance and need of both parents. The sharing of caring benefits all. While Daddy B desperately wanted and needed his partner, time to mourn and stop were not an option. His still has a critical job to do... feed those babies. He works through the pain, confusion, anger and sadness to continue what he and Mother B started in raising a family. He must be present and attend to the needs at hand... not an easy task, but a necessary one.
So, fly my sweet Daddy B! "Feed those babies, tend to their needs! Do what needs to be done!" I'm sure that is what Mother B is chanting to you through the higher branches in the sky. And from the ground we, your human supporters, are chanting it too.
Thank you, Aunt Mary Leigh, for planting and sharing such a beautiful display of love and loyalty. Your legacy continues in more ways than you can ever imagine.
Father, provide for us the needed push and reminder to continue our duties on earth, especially in the midst of difficulty. In the face of change, may we rely on the fact You can and do provide the strength we need, as we continue to fulfill Your purpose for us on earth. Thank You for lessons You have established around us through others and in this wonderous world You created. Thank You for loving us as a Mother and Father.
we are loved and chosen by God,
may we live, love and do like we believe it,
veneal
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