Tokens

Tokens, by my mother's definition, are little gifts from God to remind us He has not forgotten our needs. A well-timed phone call, note in the mail, or even a bloom on the deadest of plants ( a nod to my green thumb). Maeve has been watching over her caterpillars like a true mama-to-be. There has been such expectation for new life. We received 5 caterpillars. They started out the same size, but one quickly pulled ahead in growth. Three followed suit shortly after, but one stayed behind - small and motionless. We thought it had died, but the following morning there he was - back in the game. He went through all the phases like the others, just slower and at his own pace. The leader, emerged first to my daughter's delight. And as expected, the three followed. But it was the little one who we all anxiously awaited. His arrival seemed like such a triumph, considering his start. We knew he would be the most beautiful, for in His time all things are made new. And so, we wait. Eamon will emerge, we have not counted him out, his day to fly is coming!