photo by the author
Sundays seem like a renewal day for me. I was out of the house early yesterday. I picked up a latte and walked to my usual Sunday destination. The sun was shining, it was much warmer than usual, the snow was melting and it was quiet in the neighborhood. Spring was coming… maybe not soon, but it was on the horizon.
I moved slow and deliberate. I took deep breaths and just lived in that moment. I looked for beauty… the sparkle of the sun in the puddles, the shapes of the houses and cars. The Long Island sound at the end of the street I was heading towards. I felt the cool morning air on my face and hands. I listened to the traffic sounds and my feet as I walked. I felt fortunate to be in that moment. Was my life perfect? I didn’t care as I felt perfect in that moment.