Wednesday, August 10, 2011
On my drive home with the girls tonight, we found magic. I told them to look up into the eastern sky because the glowing pink clouds had caught my attention. Little did we know that as we grinned at that sight, a giant smile would overtake our faces when we rounded the corner and caught a glimpse of the sun setting behind a cotton cloud that was outlined in all directions with a fluorescent pink glow. There are sunsets, and then there was the sky tonight. We pulled over to make sure that our memories wouldn't be clocked at 60mph and watched as the color began to fade from the edges of the clouds. Down the road we rolled, into a patch of twilight fog. As we emerged on the other side, we saw a baby deer standing right before us. Charly and Maddy both gasped with excitement. "Are we dreaming mommy?" was asked first by Charly and then by her little sister. "I think we just may be" was the only valid response I could give. We watched the sky the whole way home, and as the night crept up on us, it drained the last rays of color from that cloud. We talked about how lucky we were to have left when we did, to have stopped when we did, to have our eyes open when we did. Too bad the only music I could find to accompany this was lucky star by Madonna. Guess every cloud has a grey lining.