Shark River Hills, Neptune, NJ, USA
As I was grieving the loss of my husband, I looked up at my outside umbrella and behold a robin’s nest. The birds were my companion till the fledgings left the nest. I felt happy but also sad to see then go. They were my companion and made me less lonely. I hope other birds will nest under the umbrella again.
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This is lovely! A sign from your husband!