May 5, 2015

Trust is Earned


My grandma Minnie loved birds. 
She was particularly fond of the sparrows that flocked to her backyard. 
On many occasions, I watched from a distance as she walked among them.
She scattered birdseed, speaking to the sparrows in a gentle voice.
They seemed to regard her with the same caring she showed to them.
They knew her well. Knew they could trust she would be kind.