It’s cold outside. Very cold. And while I am really trying to focus on appreciating the diligent efforts of the sun each day, I also will not deny that when I’m moving from home to car, I am stern face, straight ahead, getting kids out of the house and into heated cars as quickly as possible.
As I was getting my two year old into the car, I heard a sound next to our house. I recognized the sound and stopped. Looked at my son. Pointed the squirrel, a lone soldier in the old trees out to my son. I watched his bright eyes as he searched the skies and the huge oak tree and then finally as his face lit up when he spotted the fuzzy little tail bouncing from branch to branch. I smiled as he squealed and pointed. I laughed in gratitude as he yelled in the unforgettable sing songy voice that only a toddler possesses, ‘There he is, mama! Thereheis!”
For today, I’m thankful for this squirrel. This brave little fellow, daring enough to withstand the elements, energetic and bold enough to brighten our afternoon. These usual things, every day occurrences have the ability to carry so much more if we only take the time to stop and to recognize what is so often around us.
Thank you, my squirrel friend, for lighting up our day. Please come back soon, for we’re taking notice here these days.
~K
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