When I was ten or so I got some rainbow pants. I remember being in the department store and being told I could pick out a new pair of jeans. Of course I picked the jeans with rainbows stitched on the back pockets. A great place to stick my yellow goody comb, even though I never used it, but hey, my two older sister's had them in their back pockets who was I to go against the fashion trends. Oh how those rainbow pants lifted my spirits.
This week has been long or maybe this new year has been long, we are still seeing where we go, if our pets can come along. I took Wyatt to get some more blood tests yesterday because something is definitely up, "what?!!" is just the question that I wanted answered yesterday. My mom called just wanting to check-in on how I was doing, telling me to remember that I don't always have to be strong, to make sure I am taking care of myself. Did she know that I had been crying in the car the other day when coming back from the vet just because I felt so tired of all the uncertainty even though that is what life is.
I was making lunch today and I thought of "Miss Rainbow pants" strutting around the neighborhood, doing somersault after somersault at the park just so her friends would notice the rainbows on her pockets and this made me smile, the I know a good secret kind of smile. As I stirred the pasta I thought "Thank you Miss Rainbow pants, your friends might have not noticed your rainbow pants that day and you were to shy to bring it up (verbally that is) but I did notice them and I thought they were a great choice....I mean who doesn't love rainbows, and just thinking about your rainbow pants today, well, it really lifted my spirits."
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