The Chance That You Exist is 1 in 400 Trillion

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There is a family of baby birds nestled in a mustard yellow porcelain jug on my porch. They are hairless and see-through and smaller than rubber balls. They look like they could rip in two at the slightest touch.

Tucked away in that porcelain jug, there is any chance that they could be flooded, preyed on, knocked off the ledge, lose their mother to an SUV or be cleaned out by an…