Some Things Are More Precious Because They Don’t Last Long
<p>My wife found this little, unfortunate, feathered soul on the patio couch, and when she showed me, I felt an emotional weight on my heart.</p>
<p>I don’t know what’s happening to me these days.</p>
<p>Little tragedies like a dead hummingbird, or a rabbit lying still in the roadway, unspool a sadness and melancholy deep in my spirit. It seems to happen more frequently as I age.</p>
<p>The tiny hummingbird must have struck our window, despite the screen we have to deter such accidents. One moment, the hummingbird was chirping territorial warnings and performing aerial gymnastics. And the next moment, the window reflection must have fooled him, and with one strike he was lost to the eternities.</p>
<p>When a hummingbird falls, does the world notice?</p>
<h2>Behind every exquisite thing that existed</h2>
<p>Tragedy can strike anywhere, and we see it regularly on cable channels.</p>
<p>None of us are immune from life’s inevitable moments of bad news, accidents, and the passing of family and friends. These last few weeks have underscored the reality of it all.</p>
<p>First, there was news of my old friend Tom, who served as a reserve police officer in the department where I worked. A few years ago Tom announced that he was diagnosed with dementia. “I might have a few hiccups in our conversations. I might meander a bit,” he told me.</p>
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