About a month and a half ago, I came home from a wedding in Arkansas.
It had been a long, lonely drive and I was needing some fresh air and company. The cool Missouri summer has been a welcome change from the Texas heat i’ve grown up in so I opted to sit out on the back porch and catch up with an old friend over the phone.
As I walked outside I immediately noticed a mama deer in the backyard right along the tree line. We stared at each other for a long time before going on about our business–me chatting away on the phone; her chomping on the nearby grass.
This became a nightly ritual as she came to the yard around dusk every night for the next week and a half and I met her on the porch to talk on the phone…until she stopped coming around. Sad day.
A week or so passed with no sightings then one night I saw no only mama, but mama and two fawns!
Mama was laying in the backyard and the sweet babies were frolicking around without a care in the world.
Long story short, the deer are alive and well and appear to be quite happy, sometimes things are taken away for a short time only to be brought back better than we could’ve imagined, and its the little things in life that matter.
Like sitting on the back porch watching baby deer play in the grass on a cool summer night.