Today dawned and it was very apparent that the sun would not shine. We were experiencing our first raw drizzle since November, the dirty snow melting into pant soaking puddles. My mood matched the inclement weather as we hustled to get out of the house this morning. Leaving even five minutes "late" causes us to become a part of the backup on the crazy ramps with the stop/go lights onto the highway.
I rushed Cole out the backdoor warning him to avoid the pools of water. The mountains of snow alongside our garage have been seeping into it as it melts, so more hazards as I get him into the Volvo.
Sensing my hurried pace, Cole turns to me and says "Mommy, it is a beautiful day". Instantly tears well in my eyes as I realize my sensitive son is teaching me another lesson about taking life as it comes.
He remained looking at me with his big Coca-Cola colored eyes and beaming smile. I took a breathe and replied "Your right, it is a beautiful day buddy". In that brief encounter, he turned my cranky self right around. We sang songs all the way to school. As I watched his contented face from the rear view mirror bopping along to my off key melodies, I was reminded once again how much my son continues to share with me his perspective about living in the moment.
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