I had a post all typed out.
It took me several hours (written over a couple of afternoons) and somehow, with the click of a key and a push of a button - its gone.
So instead I will leave you with this happy little thought:
I love birds.
I have a collection of them:
Given to me by friends and family over the course of time.
I'm not sure why I love birds, but I do remember a time, many, many years ago, when I was struggling through some deep issues in my life. I felt like a little bird with broken wings, battling in a war of ambivalence: desperately wanting to fly away free, and too afraid to leave my cage.
In the midst of this epic skirmish-of-my-heart I read something that strengthened my soul and turned the war to my favor: