FAMILY FOG AND FIREFLIES

When what’s happening in our country and the world gets me down When I don’t know where the sad news will come from next…or when… I look to my family and nature to help lift me up again. Last night as I sat in a rocking chair on the porch of our cabin in the trees and again this morning to life me up…I dipped into my memories. With our family grown and scattered we’re not making as many new memories any more but here in the mountains looking out at nature I allow my old memories to soar. Last night I sat watching fireflies as they twinkled all around… It was as if stars were shooting before us just above the ground. And I remembered a time, not so long ago, when our children with wide eyes would be laughing and running around the yard…chasing fireflies. They chased so many fireflies until they came to understand… If they only waited long enough one would alight upon their hands. This morning as the fog eased in over the mountains…there was no morning breeze so that fog with no where else to go…stayed nestled in the trees I thought of a time not so long ago…we were driving on the Blue Ridge Parkway. when I closed my eyes I remembered it was a day just like today. The fog rolled in that morning too…and I remember feeling joyful and proud… when we told our children to open the windows of the car…so they could touch the clouds. Our world is not always a world of happiness… and when there is so much sadness before my eyes I find my happy place in memories…of our family, of fog and fireflies. I’m blessed to have so many happy memories… that anytime I want…I can enter my mind to see…. which makes me I wonder if the world would be as sad as it is… If everyone had as many wonderful memories as me.