that little moment

There is always this moment in the wee hours of the morning when the air becomes very still.  The moon illuminates my room and I lay there with bated breath... waiting for the silence to break. The air is so still that the only thing I hear is the beating of my heart, it is eerie and exciting all at the same time.  I lay there...waiting for silence to be broken, and when it does come, I am somehow sad....I know that the day must begin, that the moment must move on...and my brain starts rushing...waiting for that single little silent moment again.  I take it all in...then the dog licks my face...now I know I am awake.

Dog Dog

My son has a stuffed animal, affectionately known as "Dog, Dog"....he loves it more than life itself.  I love it!...It simply warms my heart when I pick it up, it smells like him, it smells loved....I picked it up this morning and simply thought that I would never let this go.  A piece of my son I will cherish forever.  

the upside down umbrella

The other day I bought my four year old her first umbrella.  It opens up and shades her like an upside down tulip.  She couldn't wait for the rain....finally the rain came, she came running out in the morning telling me she had listened to the rain all night.  She could not wait to get dressed and face the world with her new umbrella.  As we opened the door and began to walk outside...I watched her face as she stood there with her upside down tulip...watching the rain hit her little piece of the world. 

I could of stood there for hours watching her...she loved every minute of it.  She might not remember her first umbrella...but I sure will...."a lovely bright colored upside down tulip...and the sweet girl who stood beneath it."