Monday, December 24, 2007

Three Little Birds


Woke up this morning
Did not smile at the rising sun

I was feeling most melancholy about my Dad not being here to enjoy Kidlet and Christmas. When opening presents, he was always the one who would say or do some silly thing that had you laughing until your belly hurt. Luckily, he was here for Kidlet's first Christmas so at least I have the memory, even if she doesn't.

I poked my head outside, as I do every morning to take a few deep breaths of the cool morning air. This morning, there was a lovely breeze that made my Dad's wind chimes sing gently. A few raindrops fell and the yard started to turn rosy. I looked up. The sky was a brilliant pink and powdery blue. I looked to my right. I saw three little birds on the power line. Behind them, a rainbow. The rainbow got brighter and bigger, reaching all the way across my yard. It was almost ridiculous how perfect the display was; it felt as though it all for me.

So in short, every little thing is going to be all right.

6 comments:

Nessie Noodle said...

there is magic in the air and love in this universe that we can't see, but know is there.

merry christmas!!!!

Cathy said...

All your references to that special song makes my heart feel light too. I can hear it running through my head as I think of the world preparing for their celebrations. It is going to be alright.

Cathy said...

You're not going to believe this--the song just came on the radio!

Bean said...

Merry Christmas! ((hug)) I miss my Dad, too - the holidays are the hardest

emily said...

of course it was all for you! the universe at work. (i'll have to tell you about my dad and the bird in my yard.)

madre adoptiva said...

What a truly special moment. I miss my dad too.