Patricia Harrelson

Stormy weather all night that continues into this morning makes our upcoming vacation all the more appealing. Not to say, I don’t enjoy the rain. Here are the gifts I’m grateful for on the first day of spring:

#39 snuggling under a down comforter on a stormy night;
#40 electrical power;
#41 witnessing the athleticism of my loved ones: daughters-in-law, granddaughters and grandsons (am I the only one who gets a rush of pleasure from seeing graceful, strong bodies in action?)
#42 the utter delight of the birthday girl–Gianna is 11!
#43 a toddler in my lap enjoying a middle school production of “Annie” (did I mention that she gently stroked the backs of my hands which were holding her in place on my lap?)
#44 catching and releasing a sweet gray mouse brought into the house by our huntress cat;
#45 fertilizing the roses and strawberries with Cindy’s help in the pouring rain;
#46 drinking hot tea while wrapped in blankets after fertilizing the roses and strawberries in the pouring rain.
#47 a conversation with my daughter at the kitchen counter during a lull in the kid party action;
#48 Cindy’s delight in Kohl’s coupons and the bargains she wangles out of those coupons.
#49 hot greasy fries from MacDonalds;
#50 homemade ice cream sundaes;
#51 screaming “Go Madam O” at roller derby as she skated skillfully around and around the rink.
#52 receiving the drawing of a shark by Athan.

It’s blustery and raining sheets outside, but it’s a warm spring day in my heart.