Today I love the sun on the rise lifting free of the tangle of trees to the east and gaining the sky and the blue stage with the wispy cloud curtains on which its show belongs. I love each day and can’t wait to see what it might bring us in the way of news and entertainment, of joy and pleasure, and of hardships on which to temper our characters, as my granny used to say, adversity builds strong character, she was a wise one. I love that there is one month to go until the days in the northern hemisphere start getting longer again. I love watching the world go around the sun and I’ve seen it do that sixty times and then some, it never gets old, but I seem to. I love how beautiful this world is and how casual it is about its beauty, “What? This old thing? I just threw it on, it’s called an Autumn. It has rust colored leaves and a frosted edge at the end.” I love the way it keeps going, even though we’ve clearly caused it to struggle in recent times. Of all the planets in the universe, I love this one the best so far.
Today I love that this batch of porridge is steel cut oats with honey, maple syrup, raisins, apples and cinnamon. I love that every time I get a little disenchanted by writing I write the word apple and somehow, after more than fifty-five years, the memory of learning that word and how it is spelled comes back to me, the way it sounds just enough like the letters that make it up and the way it all fits together and the quiet happy feeling that I had when I realized that I was going to succeed at this reading and writing thing and how thrilled I was with my grandmother for sharing this secret skill with me and so generously teaching it to me. I love that I can read that word and in an instant I am sitting in her kitchen at the table with a pencil and paper and books and the old wood stove crackling quietly behind me and there is the smells of supper being cooked while she explains to me the answer to anything I ask her.
Today I love that I would give anything to be able to remember these wonderful things for eternity, my grandmother, my grandfather, my parents and the childhood I had. I love that I remember them all thus far and that will do for today.
Today I love sipping coffee while the earth makes its way slowly around the sun once more and my family visits my memories in quiet moments of pure joy.