Does some sight or sound trigger memories of your family member? When I see or hear the black-capped chickadees, I think of my mom, who had Alzheimer’s. She enjoyed watching the birds and taught us about those around our farm when my siblings and I were children.
However, I especially remember the winter she lived with my husband and me, when she could no longer stay alone after my dad died. Jim built a bird feeder which he attached to the railing of our deck. Mother would sit in our living/dining room and watch the birds congregating around it.
She began to sing a song about the chickadees and mentioned that her grandmother sang it in those days long ago when Mother was a child. So the chickadees bring back memories of that winter with Mother and the pleasure these little feathered friends brought her.