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Phoebe and the El Paso Horror
August 6, 2019
The Fun of Competition
July 29, 2019
VIEW ALL POSTS
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Weisinger Law Firm
Lighthouse Interventions / Alamo Wellness
Flashes of Hope
The Boxer
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Phoebe and the El Paso Horror

August 6, 2019

So... this may look like just any ordinary bird, but no. This is Phoebe. Named because, well... She is an Eastern Phoebe bird. We first noticed her when her mama was teaching her to fly in our back yard. She was so cute! We haven't seen the mom since, but her... she not only hangs around almost entirely in our yard, but, she has come to recognize Bill's voice, who has become quite attached to her. Today, I was so completely... inconsolably devastated by the tragedy in El Paso. It happened in the neighborhood where I lived as a kid. One of the key people in my life at the time, who continues to be a dear friend to this day, Tim Mehl, ended up becoming an El Paso policeman, EMT and part of El Paso's SWAT Team. It hit so personally close to my heart, I cried and wondered how I could stop... ever. Then, Phoebe. She was at a distance and Bill called her. She flew right up to the deck and showed off the snail she caught, and talked to us like we could understand her. Then, she took a dip in the birdbath and came right back to show off how clean and fluffy she was. I swear... that bird had a divine appointment today. Chasing her with my camera took my eyes off El Paso, and back to God, who can somehow comfort in the deepest darkest places in our hearts in a way that defies our understanding.