Talisman

We went to Beezy's for breakfast this morning, a treat for me on Mother's Day.  Michael is not a huge fan of the place but he didn't complain too much.  I enjoyed my breakfast and was thankful for the extra side of toast.
Afterward we went to Riverside Park (aka Frog Island) and walked around a bit.  We looked at the WW1 epitaph and Ypsilanti's original town hall.  We then played a lovely and heartening game of "Pooh Sticks" off the bridge.  The Huron River is quite fast-moving through that area so it was hard to tell for sure who won.  It was a lovely and simple shared activity, exactly the kind of thing I've been yearning for ever since I was sick.

The best part is that as we were standing up ok the bridge, a bright red cardinal flew right across our path.  Since the early days of our adoption journey, cardinals have been my talisman symbol.  I've chosen them to be my sign that my life is on the right path, that things are as they should be.
A few weeks ago I was thinking about how it's been quite a long time since I've seen one of these special birds.  Even when we were staying with my parents and Michael and my mom both saw the one nesting in the entry way of the barn, I never did.  It made me feel kind of sad and it left me wondering if the universe was withholding them from me.
Especially in light of the fact that we've been so unhappy lately - so out of sync, fighting, etc.  Seeing the cardinal today was a very important and needed sign for me.  On we go...