Every morning, for the past few days, a robin has been trying to break into our house.
Well, not really break in. In our living room we have a fake tree that sits right beside a large window, and the robin really wants to nest in it. With unfailing persistance, he tries to fly right through the window to the tree. The first morning he must have tried for at least two hours before giving up. The past three days, the boys and I have left, shaking our heads at the crazy bird, before the robin gave up.
Now let me just say that we live in an area with a lot of trees. In fact, in our yard we probably have over 20 trees that would make a wonderful home to the robin. The difference between our fake tree and the real ones is leaves. The trees in our yard are still bare, despite the fact that in a few weeks they will be gorgeous with soft green leaves.
This has made me think about how we set our own goals and set our sights on what we want in life. Often there seems to be the best way--the best way to be a mommy, the best way to be a wife, the best way to be a triathlete. We begin to focus on that one way and ignore the rest. We keep trying to fly through the closed window, and we fail to see ourselves failing.
Then we finally get tired and step back and rest. And in the resting we look around and see all of the other trees, all of the other paths, all of the other choices that will lead us to the same success that we are seeking through the closed window on the beautiful, but fake, tree.
I must remember to rest, to take a break, to stop when I keep hitting the window and take a look around to see if there is a better tree.
"There is no way to be a perfect mother, and a million ways to be a good one." Jill Churchill