What a perfect day this has been to end the year. The skies were a gorgeous, pristine blue, not a cloud in sight. The temperature a comfortable 70 degrees with that slight cool breeze, the one that feels perfect with the sun beaming down on your back. I sat outside at my in-laws home, which is encompassed by a large open field with a pond just across the yard, and thought back over the events of the last several months. Within those memories, a specific thought came to my mind, one from my time in the hospital.
During my stay in the high risk perinatal unit, I was privileged to have access to a wonderful woman who visited me on Monday or Wednesday of each week. With her, she brought the gift of friendship through our mutual love of music. Her job, though really more her passion, was to visit individuals throughout the hospital and use music to relax them and lighten their spirits. I remember vividly during one of our sessions, she played a classical guitar and piano piece for me. She asked me to close my eyes, allow myself to relax, and picture any place that I would like to be, my perfect place, anywhere in the world. I remember closing my eyes and thinking of an open field with a large oak in the middle. In my mind, Ben and I were there sitting on a large quilt while Coop ran through the green grass of the open field. The sky was a perfect blue, the temperature comfortably warm. And the only thing I wanted was to feel was the cool breeze of a spring day dance across my face, to watch my Coop run and play carefree and happy. Of course, I had pictured Cain there with us, just learning to crawl as we pulled him back from the recesses of the blanket.
Today, I took the opportunity God granted me and enjoyed the beautiful day. As I looked out over the field and pond on my in-law's property, it suddenly hit me. This is where I wanted to be when I was in the hospital. The large tree wasn't exactly in the middle of the open field, but it was close enough. I immediately spread out a blanket, and called Coop over to have a mini picnic with me. Although it only consisted of Doritos and Hersey's Kisses, it was paradise to me. As I lay there on the blanket watching Coop try to shoot basketball with his dad, I couldn't help but thank God for giving me a day like today. Although one piece of our family puzzle was missing, our precious Cain, I felt God reminding me of just how much I have to be thankful for. And no, Cain isn't here with us, but he doesn't have to wait for days like this to come around. He enjoys them every day with all our loved ones who have gone on before him.
Yes, it was a perfect day, a calm gorgeous day with no reflection of the storms this year held for our family. I like to think it is an omen of the days yet to be in the coming year. Happy days and the making of many, many more memories.
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