It’s been a sad week here. Remember when I wrote about the baby birds? One of them flew into my house on Tuesday. A friend sent me a FB message saying, “An old wives tale says it means you’re pregnant!” I thought. Phew, thank God I don’t believe in Old Wive’s Tales. Another friend said, “I like that Old Wive’s Tale better than the one I know…” My response was, “Don’t tell me.” Well, I found out anyway.
It was, “If a bird flies into your home, someone you know is going to die.” That day, my friend Hedy jumped from the Tobin bridge in Boston and took her life.
She left behind a husband and three kids. I imagine she felt their lives would be better without her in it. Who knows. Her daughter, who is a writer just like her mother, wrote this brief essay about her mom the day she found out. She is in High School. Don’t skip this part, open the essay, please.
Tomorrow is Mother’s Day and I hope that all mothers out there know how important you are and how much you are needed here in this world. Even if your family doesn’t tell you all the time, just know that they need you.
Hedy, you will be missed and your soul will live on through your beautiful children.
Happy Mother’s Day everyone. Now go hug your kids.