26 Miles

A Sunny Day

// March 9th, 2010 // Life

Never underestimate the healing power of a sunny day. There’s magic in those rays.

Memories of a thousand days come and gone. Toes buried in the sand. Kids carried piggyback through the neighborhood pool. Sitting in a quiet field watching the dove fly by and holding steady because you’d rather preserve the stillness than anything else. Glinting through the leaves of the forest walking a trail alone knowing you’re the only person for at least a mile. The cool dawn of my grandfather’s funeral, less than a dozen in attendance, his whole world. Spring T-ball practice in the evening in 1st grade so long ago in our little country town. Flying across our college campus on my bike to meet her, slowing down before I turn her corner so she doesn’t see my rush. Dusk on the dock by the lake among friends I just met, but would always have.

Give me a sunny day, any day. Any day.