It has been cold here, for a while, now. Often times, gray too.
Not every day but man, it's SUMMER and yesterday I saw a woman wearing a wool hat in the grocery store. And she did not look ridiculous. She looked ... comfy.
And then, eleven years ago was my dad's last day and all day - all week, really - I have felt a grayness inside of me.
Add to this a client who did not show up and "Cat's in the Cradle" playing on the radio as my kid have all been gone for over two weeks and I was feeling a little low, this afternoon.
As I left my office, the manager said "hey Laura, want your mail?"
Naw. I don't want anything. But too late, he is escorting me to the office and handing me a few envelopes.
One of them BRIGHT YELLOW.
I recognized a friend's name in the corner and ripped it open before I was out of the building.
And just like that, the sun came back inside of me. I am serious. The gray went away and the sun came back. In one second.
Why? Maybe because she thought of me. Maybe because it was bright yellow and full of sun. Definitely because she thought of me.
Could it really be this simple.
I think so...
