She's been sitting in my tree for over a week. Sometimes, forward facing. Sometimes, backwards, with just her tail feathers hanging over the edge. I've never seen her move. Ruffle her feathers. Turn her head. Blink an eye. She is just devoted and determined, to help nurture those babies nestled in their shells, until the time to enter this world, comes to fruition.
We've even had to mow around the tree, and yet she stays. Its poured rain. Yet she remains. Steadfast. Strong.
Crosby takes up residence below the branches of the nest, and not a squawk is heard.
I marvel at her resilience.
She is teaching me through her maternal instincts. How to live "in the weeds," or in the midst of watching and waiting.
Mourning doves are rich with symbolism.
Their distinctive “wooo-oo-oo-oo” sounds are evocative and are often associated with grief over the loss of a loved one. How fitting this is to me. And yet...
But far from representing loss, "the symbolism of mourning doves gives us optimism with its spirituality. Beyond their sorrowful song is a message of life, hope, renewal and peace."
The "lip dub" video below will uplift you so! This is Horizon Middle School- both Nolan's and Colton's school. Mr. Brian Cole the Orchestra teacher, with the help of two students, orchestrated and produced this masterful Lip-Dub video using over 1400 of the schools students.
Colton was picked to play a small role that comes at about the 1:42 mark- you'll see him pulling someone on a scooter going backwards.
With the students decked out in their orange and black "Spud Pride," colors this whole video was shot in just one take! With nothing but an iPhone, and a lens attached, 1400 kids lined throughout the halls of the school, lip synching to some popular songs. It all ends with a huge celebration of confetti, dancing and a ginormous balloon drop.
With just over 17, 000 views, we would love to see the viewership grow if you are so inclined to watch even part of it.
If the clip below doesn't play you can see it HERE on Youtube.
I think my presentation with Dr. Hysjulien, for the Embrace series presentation, went well last week. I spoke about "Living your Legacy," to a room full of Sanford nurses and staff people. Tears and laughter were in abundance, and I hope that someone walked away with an idea of how to begin living their legacy.
I even was honored with a surprise. A classmate of mine, that I haven't seen since high school, showed up to hear me speak. Thank you Penny! I was so touched by her thoughtfulness, and loved getting to spend time with her.
I saw Dr. Panwalkar yesterday.
Have you ever watched Top Chef? Or one of the competitive cooking shows? At some point, I picked up the term "He/She, is in the weeds." Its like the finish line is approaching, and you're sweating, prepping, and preparing food at max speed, with little idea if you'll finish the dishes, before the guests arrive- who are hungry. Not just ordinary, hungry. They are ravenous- famished- starving.
I feel a bit like I am "in the weeds." Searching for a way through, for a treatment to utilize, before those ravenous cancer cells grow and multiply and spread.
So after weighing some options, I think we've landed on the plan of seeing an Oncologist at the Brain and Spine Cancer Center, of MD Anderson, in Houston, Texas. She has helped several other women like me, with breast cancer metastases, in their brain.
So Dr. Panwalkar initiated the referral process, and we will wait and see.
In the meantimes, I've been extremely humbled by all of the love shown to me by all of you. Your grace-filled words and deeply felt care and concern, truly help me get through each day. So much gratitude- so much.