Today was a beautiful day. It was full of sunshine, a magnificent azure blue sky, and picture perfect.
Today is also Father’s Day, a day of honoring Dads. I’ve been lucky to have had a wonderful Dad, and a husband who was a truly loving, fun, caring Dad to his children. And my Dad who was my father-in-law. I confess that the day is bittersweet. I miss them.
But then again, I think about the incredible gifts I have; my three wonderful children, my beautiful grandson, and the “new” amazing daughter in-law and son-in-law I have. And, the fact that I can sit and look at my lovely perennial garden, and enjoy.
So, in perspective, I’m indeed lucky.
I confess too, that the news has been troubling me almost to the point of tears. I think of the young children whose parents have crossed the border, and have been taken away from their Moms, their Dads.
It is a helpless feeling, but I am resolved to donate, to contact legislators, to do something.
I was contemplating all this when I noticed an iris had bloomed in my garden, it hadn’t bloomed in years.
Almost simultaneously, an email arrived from a dear friend. She spoke of my husband Glenn, and our dear Dads. Always, when we need to support each we seem to be in touch. The email also contained a link to a beautiful writing from Rabbi Jonathan Sacks who connected to living life, “and life being a never ending stream, living water”.
The iris blooming today reminded me to live in the moment, to see beauty, and to appreciate all that we hold dear.