Day after day she sat on those eggs. With the warmth of her broad arms, she feathers her nest. Those four tiny, blue eggs are on all of our minds each morning (the children and I). With much excitement we climb up the tree and peer down. Did they hatch today? Each day one little egg would hatch and each new day it was just as exciting as the one before.
This thing called life is a miraculous adventure! Take a look at our journey!