Six hours after my last post, I was awakened by the tapping of the yellow bird. This time the bird was at Maya’s bedroom window, tapping vigorously on the glass. I went into Maya’s room and sat on the floor and watched this beautiful creature fluttering outside the window, tapping with it’s beak on the glass. I sat for a long time watching it, listening to the rhythmic tap, tap, tap. Just smiling. Watching. Breathing. Thank you, little yellow bird, for awakening me today.
Note From Maya, Left Before Summer Camp in 2010