For the last few months, we’ve had multiple nests behind the speakers on our back porch. In those nests are bird families with little baby birds. We hear them chirping when momma bird comes back to the nest with something to eat. But most of the time they are usually quiet. It’s almost as if the music we listen to has lulled them to sleep. I suppose they like John Mayer, Colbie Callait and Norah Jones. Just a few days ago, I noticed one of the baby birds on the ground right by the back door. His lifeless, little body was tiny as could be. Knowing not to actually pick him up, I managed to dispose of his body before my boys could see it. I knew it would break their little hearts and that they’d want Chris to perform some sort of ceremony to remember him. As if. I was reminded once again just how fleeting life is. One minute you are going about your business and the next could be your last. Totally not trying to sound morbid but maybe some of us need an eye opener about how we are living our lives. Are you making each day count with the ones you love the most or are you just making it through each day wishing for the next? Are you living your life on purpose? If so, what is it? Don’t put off what needs to be done today.