Today, we arrived at Claire’s school 10 minutes early. This
is pretty much unheard of since we normally slide in 5 minutes late. Which, when
did I become that person? Are you that person, too? Please, tell me you are.
So,
back to the story. Yesterday I had an epiphany, which led to us spending that
gift of ten minutes on the Great Blossom Hunt of 2015. Basically, we spotted a pink blossoming tree down the street and we headed toward the loveliness passing a purple-doored home along the way. It was a lovely 15 minutes. Yes, I know we were only ten minutes early, but we really needed to be 5 minutes late since that’s protocol.
The short version of the epiphany is that after living in
Colorado Springs for almost 3 years, I still don’t love it, and since this is
most likely not a short stop on our life journey, well I need to love it. The
epiphany is that if I find one new thing each day that I love about the
Springs, well, after a year, I’ll love it. Don’t worry about the logic. Just go
with it.
I find a lot to love out my car window on the 20 minute drive to our elementary school. And, lately, it’s been the bountiful blossoms in Old Colorado City, specifically the bouncing pink blossoms on the gray gnarly tree branches. They are breathtaking, happy, hopeful, and heavy at the same time.
It’s probably not even fair to start with blossoms
considering they aren’t unique to Colorado Springs, but these are lovely, aren’t
they?
1 down. 364 to go.
