I’m small in this enormous world, and maybe that’s why I marvel. Every day something tugs at my curiosity — a shimmer in the sky, a strange plant, a human moment that feels bigger than it looks — and I can’t help digging deeper. It’s how I go from “enthusiastic mom who gets excited easily” to a lifelong learner who genuinely believes in the magic of the universe. I’m just a speck on this big rock, but I’m delighted to be part of it all.
Excuse me while I wax sentimental over the miracle of life and dab my tears.
This winter, right outside my bedroom window, we discovered two jelly-bean-sized eggs tucked into a hummingbird nest in our backyard. Allen’s hummingbirds, to be exact — fierce, territorial little dive-bombers with iridescent flashes of green and orange who apparently decided that this yard, this tree, this narrow strip between the house and the grass, was the right place to bring life into the world.
But the nest held.
The Bamboo I Misjudged
It was built into a plant I’ve spent two years resenting: a Heavenly Bamboo shrub that grows too fast, too full, always forcing me to duck as I walk by. I’ve cursed that plant. Now embarrassed, I remember asking Husband several times to remove it. And yet — there it was, doing exactly what it was made to do. While pines snap and eucalyptus shed…
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