Barbara Bush, My Mom and Dad Decorah

      Some days there is just too much sadness.  I turned on the TV to cast music from You Tube from my phone onto it via my Google Chromecast and a scene with black hearse idling outside a church in Houston came onto the screen before I could change the settings. I could see a casket in the back and, without reading the thing on the bottom of the screen, I knew it was Barabara Bush's funeral being televised. It was overcast in Houston just as it was here. The somber mood from the TV seemed to reach out and envelope me in it even though I didn't want to be depressed today. I didn't have time. Then, yesterday was my mother's birthday. She would have been 80. Why couldn't my mother be one of the mother's who lived to be 92?  It's sad that Barbara Bush died but she lived a long life and lived it well. Maybe, it's okay to move on from this world when you have lived a life that mattered? My mom wasn't the wife of one president and the mother of another one but she, too, lived a remarkable life.  One mom and grandma gone from the world this week and another mom and grandma gone too soon. In addition, another parent, who lived a quietly remarkable and humbling life, is missing.  Dad Decorah, as he is called, has not been seen on the nest since Wednesday evening. The nest is in an ideal place to raise his 3 eaglets this year with Mom Decorah meaning food sources are plentiful nearby and, with a young family to help raise, he is unlikely to have gone far in search of food. If you watch the nest via the cameras on it, a stream filled with trout is visible in the distance. The mother eagle aka Mom Decorah is, apparently, calling out to him periodically.  He is not responding. I can tell from reading other people's comments below the Facebook updates that listening to her unanswered calls is heartbreaking. People are on the ground looking for Dad Decorah. Hope is all we have right now all of us watching this drama unfold from all over the world. Sometimes, things have sad  endings in life as well as nature. Hope and this moment are about all any of us have and they are both precious.