As the Beat Goes On ...

I took the pictures of the Australian swan above, who I have named Grace, this morning. She and her beloved built their nest on the north side of the lake. It was so beautiful to watch them over time, as they strategically placed each chosen twig and leaf in the best place possible - creating a safe first home for their babies to be. They have been together all the years I've been at the lake and may have been together before I came around. Their loving harmony on water and land was always magical to me. A quiet couple, they were seemingly always in synch and at peace. Sadly, a few weeks ago Grace's love was hit and killed by a motorist a block up the street. Grace is now alone - alone to defend and protect her nest that holds one egg - alone to wonder, if swans do wonder, and I believe that to be true - where her love is. She calls out for him. The first few days alone, she paced the area in front of her nest over and over. It was heartbreaking to witness. This morning a mute female swan battled Grace for her nest. At first Grace retreated but then she battled back. If her partner were here that never would have happened. He would be on guard and protect her from all. As I took her picture, I talked to her, but of course. I told her it would be okay. That God has her love with Him. That she could do this. That she was strong and like her name - she has and will be graced. How I wish she could understand. I hope all who pass by her nest tell her it will be okay. I hope that somehow she will know. And I hope that soon she will not be alone. That one day - or night - a tiny, peeping, baby swan will call out to its Mama and Grace will know of love again. Because I believe that they feel that too. 

 

I was asked by a friend, who has recently lost a deer that she loved,  how do we mend our broken hearts when we lose who we love?

Our heart goes out to all of our friends - animal or human - who have lost loves. Our heart goes out to all who are lost. Our heart goes OUT. And that is the key to surviving. How do we mend our broken hearts as we live this life? We keep going ... and we keep going out. We keep seeing. We keep feeling. We keep being. We keep putting our heart out there. It may get trampled on. It may get broken. Scratch that ... It WILL get broken. But our heart will grow a million times bigger. 💓 And it will beat! And it will beat on and on until the time comes for it to rest. And when the hearts of those that we love rest - they rest in God. The moment the heart beats its last earthly beat, it rests FOREVER in God. That is how I mend my broken heart when it breaks. 

 

May your big loving hearts keep on mending, beating, AND BLOOMING ....

As we keep on keeping on.

 

Love,

Kim

Comments

[G from Ga]

Kim, this broke my heart. May Grace keep her nest and may she have a baby swan to love and maybe, someday, a new mate to love, too.

[judy]

So very sad, but yes, life does go on and we become stronger. Thank you for sharing.

[Beth K.]

No words but tears and love today. And prayer...always prayer...

[Red Rose Alley]

Tears. This is beautiful.....and so are you.

love, ~Sheri

[Stacey]

I need a Kleenex. Sending you hugs because I know how much you love your swans.

[Deidra]

Thank you.

[Debbie from texas]

Beautifully said! I will reread this often until it sinks in. Love you, friend!

[Vee]

Oh my. Such a sad story with a lot of potential for beauty. Keep us informed. I hope that Grace can manage on her own. I even prayed that God will give her strength.

[Trish]

Thank you Kim (((Hugs))) Praying for Grace.

[Melanie]

You have such a beautiful heart, my friend.

[rue]

You made me cry... Poor Grace. I pray that her one little baby survives.

(((hugs and love)))

[jeannette]

Always enjoy visiting you Kim. I have been coming around for quite a few years like many of your followers.
This post although very sad made me stop,relax and think. Your blog often has that effect on me. :-)
Take care