It was a perfect moment that followed a day of disastrous moments. Maybe that was what made it so special.
The day of yard work had not started well; I had to “relieve” my eldest son of his DSi, had gotten worse; blisters on both hands from sweeping off the roof while still upset, and went downhill from there; the youngest needed to be taken to the emergency room after pulling a parkour move and falling from a height of around five feet which resulted in straining Achilles tendons on both legs. Here is a video of him doing the move which didn’t result in injury and was under adult supervision H Does Parkour
We had finished eating and as we cleaned up my wife asked me if I was going to be alright for about the fourth time. I told her “angry or sad it is all part of life.”
Shortly there after I grabbed a bottle of sparkling orange water and headed out the backdoor with earbuds firmly jammed in my ears. Headed toward the lawnmower that had been abandoned in order to retrieve my wife and youngest from the emergency room, I paused halfway across the lawn. Uncapping the bottle of water I lifted it to my lips, the late afternoon sun broke through the leaves of a young birch and filtered through the bubbles of the water resulting in a warm, orange, yellow glow while the first chorus of One eskimO’s Chocolate kicked in. For me it was a perfect moment.
Of course, like all perfect moments, as soon as I realized it the moment was gone.
