Wednesday, July 23, 2008

Encounter with Evil

As I bounded up our country lane to meet Frank at the main road this morning, I heard the sound of rocks splashing in the water-- large rocks-- then I saw him-- monster--taking careful aim before heaving the lethal weapon--
Mama could have taken flight-- she chose to protect her babes---
I hollered --- he stopped--
Tonight, I found her,,, this morning she had seven fledglings,, now she has three--
I am sickened by the cruelty and wish I could somehow apologize to this brave mama for the barbaric actions of our species--- and am amazed at her devotion in risking her life to save her young!


Blogger Fireguy said...

That is absolutly abhorent! What demon possessed this monster?

July 23, 2008 10:00 PM  
Blogger H said...

Like some kids who snap dragonflies in two. Who tie them with threads around the centre and fling them around...

Good thing you were around Nan...

Mothers. They're the same, I think, with almost every species. Thank God! for mothers.

July 24, 2008 3:26 AM  
Blogger Kay said...

Thanks for saving them, Susan. It's so sad but there are thoughtless people, cruel people who do monstrous things. Luckily, there are angels like you looking out for those creatures needing help.

July 24, 2008 4:57 PM  
Blogger NanNan said...

The whole incident has me reeling with feelings I thought I had dealt with-- guilt especially at not having protected my son from lethal "rocks"-- I put my head in the water and left him to fend for himself-- My hope is that he was rescued by an angel and an all merciful God!! Strange trigger to unleash these feelings again-- I guess progress isn't a steady incline,, but a series of stages, ups and downs-- Just can't stop thinking about the basic instinct of mother protection, and how I lost sight of it---

July 24, 2008 9:50 PM  
Blogger mikki said...

Nan - you were always exactly the mother he needed. Even mother ducks know there comes a time when the ducklings are bigger than their own mothers, and can no longer be protected (or want to be protected). When he was little and yellow and fluffy, you would have fought off demons single-handedly. When he was bigger than you, it was time for him to learn from your example, and protect himself. And he was learning! He was fending for himself. It's just that time and circumstances caught him before he was ready. I know it's hard, but you must not feel guilty for the things you had no control over. He always knew you loved him, and he always knew the choices he was making were not ones you wanted for him, of that I have no doubt. Maybe the lesson here is supposed to be that mother's love is powerful, but can not save every baby from the bullies of the world.

July 24, 2008 10:56 PM  
Blogger Julie said...

I just don't get some people. What kind of a person does that?

July 25, 2008 2:15 AM  
Blogger Tuffysmom said...

Nannan..please stop beating yourself up..and keep reading Mikki's response.
Don't forget, you've been left with his wonderful legacy in his son.
Forgive yourself...even if you do not need to be forgiven.
He is not gone...he is not forgotten.
I love you lots.

July 25, 2008 7:39 PM  
Blogger NanNan said...

Thanks so much Mikki---- Your words help immensely--- I guess as long as we live, there'll always be nagging thoughts to beat down--part of the whole horrible experience---

July 27, 2008 11:05 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hi Nan...

Ditto...ditto...ditto to Mikki's very insightful that over and over!!!

There are some things we just cannot be in control of....

love you....CP

July 27, 2008 9:14 PM  

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