Ten Days

   It’s quiet. 

A glorious sunny morning reflected in the rainbows sparkling off the crystal that hangs in my kitchen window. All year long, if the sun is out – OK in upstate NY you have to treasure those things. What was I saying? Oh yea, if the sun is out I have a crystal hung in the window because somewhere between 7 and 8 am it sends rainbows from floor to ceiling. Spin it gently and the room is awash in colorful lights. I hope that I never stop noticing it. The walls are white for that reason. Wherever I am, I want my kitchen to face east. I’ll be painting it white and hanging a simple crystal in the window.  I love sunrise. 

   Sox is sleeping at my feet. 

He’s been out to check the perimeter already and returned for breakfast. He’s hoping I’ll go out and water the flowers, maybe weed here and there so we can wander around the yard together before the day begins. He's thinking there’s time for it. He knows when there’s not. He’ll flop onto his back on the warm stone steps so I can stop to rub his belly. 

  Goofy cat.

Just 10 Days left. In less than ten days, I’ll be waking up in a strange bed at the ocean’s edge. I’ll be admiring the view and looking for rainbows. There will be meditation in the watching the sunrise over the water. Brandon no doubt, will be awake in another room anxious, intensely excited to start the next chapter in his life. Bet on it – his bags are packed and he’s ready to leave. We have all day. Breakfast will be a short affair. I’ll want to linger. It will be very hard to resist laughing at him outright.

He will not appreciate it.  

It's his sunrise and he knows it. Dreaming about his future. How great is that? To be so full of hope and promise. It seems to me that's something many of us need to recoup. Why not? It's a season of opportunity. Spring flowers and all that. This time, it starts with a sunrise facing the Atlantic Ocean and listening to the soft sound of the water beckoning.

Such a romantic notion. 

I can't think who gets the credit for helping me understand that. I think I'll thank Ted. Yes, I'm sure it was him. There's more than one pirate on this journey.