When Norah and I were listening to the audio recording of E.B. White's The Trumpet of the Swan, I wept after I heard the following passage:
"In the spring of the year, nest building is upper-most in a bird's mind: it is the most important thing there is. If she picks a good place, she stands a good chance of hatching her eggs and rearing her young. If she picks a poor place, she may fail to raise a family. The female swan knew this. She knew the decision she was making was extremely important."
In the springtime of my life, choosing where I'd build my nest was utmost in my mind as well. And now, after many, many seasons, there isn't a single day that I am not given reason upon reason to thank God for guiding me to build where I did.
I love you, Dwayne.