...we had a little picnic yesterday, I look forward to week-ends because we do things like that...and it's comforting...we sat at an old wooden picnic table and ate our packed lunch...with the sounds of children playing in the background against the noises of birds and wildlife in the backdrop...the environmental center is a place we used to go to often...we used to take our own boys there...Ted and I love nature and enjoy looking at those animals who had been rescued and saved...living there in the wildlife shelter...after our meal we took Hazel on the paths that circle the wildlife center...as Hazel splashed through a muddy marsh we saw an eagle soar above us in the distance...into tall trees...we stood watching for many minutes...hoping he'd come back out from hiding and show us his magnificent splendor...but he never came back out...inside my head I was quietly asking God to bring that bird out...as a sign that Adam was with us at that moment...we walked away and minutes later a wildlife worker was nearby us with a spectacular red bird resting on her finger...a scarlet tanager...his colors so vibrant...he was an amazingly beautiful bird...she was explaining to us and some small kids around us, that he'd been rescued weeks ago...and nurtured but has lost the ability to fly...within seconds of us standing there and watching him he suddenly took flight, miraculously...we observed him fly up into the trees nearby...the wildlife worker with amazement in her eyes said "oh my goodness! You've witnessed a release" how rare this is...and so wonderful that he could fly...Ted and I knew this was Adam's sign to us...and I knew God was listening...