Today I love the rain on the windows of our car as we coast around casually and quietly, finding our way through another day of adventure and activity on a miniature vacation that has one more day to go. I love that we opted to trade miles of driving for hotel rooms because both offer experiences and this way we get the best of both. I love that we wandered into a grocery store that was really kind of eclectic and fusion and high end and they had a cafeteria style restaurant and we ended up eating there on the spur of the moment instead of finding some more couture dining experience and we were pretty happy with what we ended up getting. I love that I am enjoying this weekend very much, but as we make our way through it I am well aware that home is a place that I will enjoy getting back to, and that sometime through this week I’ll be heading to the cottage to check on it and I’ll most likely sit down and just breathe quietly there for a while. I love rushing around but I love that I know it is rushing because I know how to be still and calm … at least for a few moments.
Today I love that I get a kick out of watching families in malls and at libraries and on the street. I love how children who would quite possibly be timid and full of trepidation in public by themselves are so precocious and bold when with their families, and so they should be. I love that I have a family who keeps in touch even if we don’t talk all the time. I love watching home renovations shows and contemplating making our kitchen great. I love watching sports even though I tell myself I hate watching sports.
Today I love how people randomly help others in this world, someone holds a door, someone lets someone else with arms full go ahead in a line, a woman helps an older man figure out his computer, a child gives an old man the gift of a bouquet of weeds from the boulevard. I love that I have never yet seen an example of Islamophobia in real life and I hope that speaks to its prevalence, though I’m sadly aware that it does happen. I love that I am pretty certain that the people in my close circle of friends are incapable of such a sad and unworthy perspective.
Today I love drinking coffee in the car in the rain on the road to the rest of my life and may it keep going a long while yet.