Last spring, a mother goose, unaware of my presence, encouraged her goslings to jump out from under her pinions.
I was in awe. I’ve never experienced the sight.
The sheltering wing that she used to hide her goslings from the elements, and from their predators, was the clearest visual of what we are offered.
As a mother, I would do anything for my children.
I would sacrifice my life for them.
If dying in their place was an option, it would take less than a second to decide.