It was a welcome gift to see the sun slipping in this morning as I came down the stairs to start my day.
It’s rays slid through the kitchen, down the hallway, and settled on a piece of pottery. In a few days, the sun will tire of the piece of art, and illuminate something else. For today, it chose this pot, giving the illusion of the sun shining on our earth.
It teased me for a minute or so, then kissed my mother’s cheek. I’ve been thinking about my mom lately, remembering coming home for lunch from school on a cold day like today. I’d tumble in the back door to some hot soup, or a chicken pot pie, maybe some leftovers from the night before. I think my mom must have sent the sunshine my way today.
I thought of her all day and I kept humming this John Denver song.
“Sunshine on My Shoulders”.