They had paused for a rest, and she glanced up while sitting there, flashing a small grin, content with the day.
In a few hours, perhaps, she would not have much opportunity for a smile. Life could find a way to take those moments away from you if you gave it a chance. Dinner to be cooked, the kids at your legs, screaming about one thing or another. Hubby on the couch, scratching the unnameables and absorbed in a game on TV while you yell at him to at least TRY for a change, and get these kids away from you for just a minute while you get the goddamn dinner ready, and his grumble in reply, yet he doesn't move.
Then the dinner burns and the smoke detector goes off and the dog starts barking and the baby smacks her head on the corner of the coffee table and you hear the toilet flush and the laughter of the two older boys and a sense of dread hits you like a tonne of bricks because, where are your car keys? Weren't they just playing with them?
Yes, in a couple of hours, perhaps the day wouldn't be the calm and serene day that it is now, with a crisp breeze blowing and only the sounds of the birds to break the silence and this man looking down at you and smiling back with love in his eyes, and a couple of hours away seems like a lifetime. |
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