In this lifetime, there was no children for me and with this illness, there will not be any.
So when I take care of the creatures around me and do a good job, they leave. That was true for today. The baby hummingbirds did not return to their nest this evening.
Sad for me. Wonderful for them.
I hope in the coming days or years, they stop by and let me know how they are doing. Such sweet sorrow. Maybe next year, one will nest again where I can watch over them.
Or, maybe I should say: watch over me.
For now there is an empty nest in my gazebo planter, but never empty in my heart.