As the days clicked along, I continued to be very involved with Molly, McGee and the owlets. It was so fun to watch them grow up. The first night that Ashley came out on the porch I thought my heart would jump out of my chest. The babies were growing up and soon would be leaving the box. The other countdown was that Carlos and Donna were leaving to attend their 50th High School Reunion, and the owl box would go dark. It was like a countdown that I didn't know how to manage. Soon my main job of watching this amazing story unfold would be over. As I began to think about the finish line, I soon began to conjure a plan of hosting an owl family of my own right here in Kentucky. My Aunt Nancy and I would talk on the phone or by e-mail often about Molly and McGee and the owlets. We were both really beginning to suffer the thoughts of the separation. As we continued to talk, the idea of the Kentucky Owl Box really began to come together. We made a plan that Uncle Jim could certainly build the box and then we would have to figure out how to get it to Kentucky since they live in Chicago. We laughed about it many times and talked about it often but we made no specific plans. Our biggest focus continued to be on Molly, McGee and the babies. So many great memories and scary ones as well. The night Carey fell off the ledge was a crazy night for me. What would happen to her, how would she get back up? Could she fly well enough yet? Then sure enough, she ended back up in the box. Those pictures that Carlos posted of that evening are now very endearing, but that night I only felt scared. Well, as we all know, both Ashley and Carey did just fine and grew up to fledge the magical owl box. I can only hope that my owl box will hold as much magic, I know it will hold as much love.
I love you Aunt Nancy and Uncle Jim and I love you too Molly and McGee♥♥♥