A typical summer morning goes like this: You wake up early, walk to the outdoor pool, drop off the kids for their swimming lessons, then buy that much needed coffee. Now normally, you go to the grocery store and pick up a few items but today, well today, you are surprisingly organized so you buy a latte instead of the house blend and then sit on the grass near the pool.
Sighing a relaxing sigh, you look up into the sky you realize that it is perfectly blue, the kind of sky you would draw as a kid with that big triangle sun in the corner. The sun would be shining down and all the people in the picture would be smiling, the girls would have stick legs and feet appearing from underneath their triangle skirts and the boys always wore shorts. The grass was a brilliant green with a few random flowers thrown in for good measure. Maybe there’d even be one or two of those birds made out of Vs that were so easy to draw.
In those pictures, summer was always perfect. And as you smile and wave at your kids and they smile and wave back you realize that the beauty captured in those pictures is still there. The pool is a brilliant turquoise; the grass still has that early fresh green. Lake Ontario glistens just behind you and sailboats trickle by, one by one. Your coffee is just the way you like it and high above you in the sky, the gulls fly and squawk.
In this moment, life is picture perfect. In this moment, you realize what you sometimes forget when there are bills to be paid and laundry to be done — that your life is pretty damn good. You are, without a doubt, a lucky person. You have everything you could ever need.
You have everything that matters.
Indeed, the world is a wonderful place and you are fortunate to be a part of it.
In fact, even as you pick up the kids and they fight all the way home, you don’t let it get it you. Instead, you walk in front of them, simply happy that they’re yours. And when you get home, you get everyone organized around the kitchen table, get out the paper and markers and say, “Okay, let’s draw.”
(This post is part of the Weekly Writing Challenge : From Mundane to Meaningful and has been so much fun to write. Hope you liked it.)