Mywriting is a bit dire these days. Cause the writing on the wall is a bit dire. Since COVID crawled out of the news like Ringu, bad juju has been following everyone around. Since 2019 me and everyone else have been under this constant level of stress that I don’t even notice anymore. I don’t even notice how stressed I am until I have moments where I’m not.
I’d like to share a few of those moments with you.
My children are like delinquent ducks and getting them out the door is always a challenge. But yesterday as I was clucking them out we all looked up and we all saw it, a perfect rainbow in the sky. And in that moment I just stopped, and I just breathed, and for a second I could feel like they felt. I just felt joy.
Just a perfect rainbow, a prism in the sky. I felt the urge to capture it, to share it, but I can’t, so I just stood there and let it in. By the time we told their great-grandparents next door, it was already fading. Such a fleeting moment but when I was in it, I was in it. And that was everything.