last song...

i'm sad to say friends that as i sit here and type this there's a little bird out on our patio that is literally singing it's last song. he's attempting to hop around while getting out his final notes. doesn't that just break your heart?

we've tried feeding him, giving him water (i've taken to calling it a 'him'), encouraging him to fly and nothing. he isn't to our eye physically hurt and yet there he is singing his sad song and breaking my heart.

it's reminding me how fragile life can be, we never know what each day holds, i feel as a little child might as i say a quick prayer for our little birdy friend, and hold onto hope for his tomorrow.

i hope this isn't to heartbreaking, just honest. sleep well dear friends, until tomorrow...

the leading role.

some mornings i wake and say to myself "okay here we go, you can do it amanda..."  i strip off the sheets, turn to place my feet on the ground and push off.  "will today be just like yesterday?" maybe that's a good thing, there are those of us who truly enjoy the 'routine' of each day...

i'm reminded of Harold Crick in the movie Stranger than Fiction, he most certainly enjoyed the routine, he loved doing things the same way it was safe, consistent he could rely on that...until it was thrown a bit. as the movie unfolds Harold learns that he's the Main character, the leading role in his LIFE. he realizes that he wants to fight to stay alive, that each day holds something different, something new and he wanted to find out what happens. 

we each play the leading role in our lives, will you let someone else write or dictate your character for you, or will you take part in the unfolding of your mystery? today is not just any other day...