sparrow revisited

hmmm. i looked in the nest today from the window and there are no eggs. there's no sign of anyone/animal tampering with them. there are no broken shells on the ground. there's no mommy or daddy birdie anywhere. i had to break the news to luci. she said, "why's that, mommy?" i was so prepared to be there for that bird family. i would've even dug up worms and left them on the porch for them. and you know how i hate worms.

then the medical student told me what the father of the stillborn child said. apparently he had been reading the koran (quiran/qu'ran) with his wife the evening before they came to the hospital. he read something like 'you will suffer a very great loss, but God will be by your side watching how you will handle it.' that was the night their baby died... because that afternoon they were seen in the clinic and there were still good heart tones/movement.

i remember, sadly, something i did this time of year when i was seven years old. i climbed a tree and saw a robin's nest. i handled the beautiful blue eggs. later i found the nest overturned and the eggs cracked on the ground. i guess robins will do that if they feel their nest/eggs have been tampered with. so i got eggs (grade A large) from the fridge, dyed them blue with the leftover easter egg paint, put the nest back, and put the eggs inside. she wasn't fooled.