Some hours ago, I saw something today that I find myself still pondering upon even now.
While walking the dogs, I noticed movements among the leaves of the cherry tree nearby, in which a Cooper's Hawk popped out, with several smaller birds chasing after her. The predator laid upon a top of a telephone pole, with something in his claws- a bird. The smaller birds landed on the wires nearby. Watching the hawk starting to eat, I realized something....
All together on the wires, taking turns flying at the hawk, bombarding and sweeping.
It's a first time I had seen different species of birds teaming together, ever in my life.
The saying popped into my mind,
Birds of a feather flock together.
I had grown up to think that meant a group of folks associate with each other, like geeks to geeks for an instance
The birds on the wires are all different, but that they have a common enemy in the hawk.
Just like us.
We are women who are going through infertility/childlessness, and that is our enemy. Yes it is a part of us, but something that we constantly fight against until either the hawk captures us, and we go through the cycle of life (death of a dream), surviving day to day, angry at the world, or we triumph, coming out with a new life, childlessness a part of us, but no longer a handicap to us.
It is moments like this, that help remind me, we are not alone. We are there for each other.