There are some paths that are taken through choice and others, circumstance. Regardless of the situation, the human spirit shines. This thought came to me last night while watching a program on young service widows, some still single, more than a decade after the death of their husband. They did not choose a life of a single parenthood. The finality of death is crushing yet people have the courage to move forward. It is a difficult journey, emotionally, financially, psychologically and physically.
Some journeys are shorter, yet, not without some degree of courage, and so eloquently portrayed by a Pacific Black duck that wandered towards the melaleuca (paperbark) grove at the end of the day. The grove is a tangle of limbs, straight out of a children’s fairytale. Long drifts of bark hang off the trees and rustle in the breeze. It is darker here than any other part of the park. There is a feeling of the unknown. Yet, this lone duck found herself taking a hesitant step or two, before stopping momentarily to take stock, before going deeper into the grove. She looked so vulnerable, yet so courageous.
A lesson learnt, I returned home, wiser, some paths are meant to be taken.
a dawn bird