Morning Blues

May 13, 2010

Field of wild flowers

Field of wild flowers

My morning started off badly.

I woke up tired. I didn’t sleep well and had spent the very early hours of the morning thinking of all the things I needed to do that day. When the alarm went off, it was an unpleasant surprise.

The smallest task felt like an affront.

I started coffee, made breakfast and woke Sam up. I had forgotten that he didn’t have school and was looking forward to sleeping late. The two of us exchanged some sharp words.

Finally, I got out into the drizzly morning, placed all my items into the car and started driving.

I had a flat tire.

No, no, no!

I returned home. Jeff was cross with me, but stayed calm and considered a solution. He needed to be at a meeting in half an hour. Nicky needed to be taken to school. I needed to get to work.

OK. Jeff will change the tire, and then go to his meeting. I will wait for Nicky to get ready, take her to school and then head to work. I will be late. Nothing could be done about that.

I waited for Nicky impatiently while she ate breakfast and got ready. Then we headed across town. The traffic was slow. At one point I almost crashed when a car in front of me stopped suddenly and unexpectedly: a family of geese was crossing the road. The goslings were so finely ordered and well behaved, Nicky and I looked at each other and burst out laughing. In that second, the tone of my morning was completely changed.

Nicky and I started talking, and I forgot that I was in a hurry. She told me about her plans for the day, her friends, her upcoming prom. We told funny stories. We grew silent to hear a few lines of a song we both love. When she jumped out of the car, I was sorry to say good bye.

I decided to take the back country roads to work instead of my usual highway route. Even though there was construction, the traffic was light. The lights were green and I kept zipping through. I turned off the news and turned the dial to my favorite classical music station. The sounds of a rich, lush Bach violin concerto filled my van.

The landscape outside mirrored the music perfectly; overcast, heavy, lush, almost Gothic in its intensity. The fields of rich, black earth stretched out into the distance.  The trees were heavy with recent rain, their leaves green, green, green. Large bushes of lilacs lined the road, purple and white. And then, one entire field, left untilled and idle, like a gift to me, filled with a rainbow of wild flowers.

A beautiful beginning to a beautiful day.

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{ 2 comments… read them below or add one }

Jelena May 13, 2010 at 4:04 pm

You have such a gift for being positive. I have so much to learn from you!

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Liliana May 14, 2010 at 7:30 am

We all learn from each other. Hugs and more hugs.

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