Yesterday I saw a lone Canada goose in the middle of the day, honking non-stop as it flew across the sky. Seeing geese fly is one of my favorite sights and normally brings a smile to my face. Not this time. It saddened me. I believe most geese mate for life. This one seemed so lonely as it called out for companionship. I felt for that bird, as I have experienced such times.
A few minutes ago, a pair of geese flew low over me, honking away. It may have just been my imagination, but their honks seemed happier to me than the sound I heard the day before. I have no way of knowing as to whether one of them was the lone goose from yesterday, but I like to think it is.
Perhaps they flew over me today to let me know they had found each other and to share the joy in their hearts.
All I know for sure is that my day is a little brighter, my heart little warmer, my smile a little larger, and my gratitude a little greater for the gifts I was given by their presence.