On a spring day,
just like today, I once drove my convertible with the top down winding through
beautiful hills breathing in the freedom and promise of a new year. I happily
waved at passerby’s that were doing the same as I. We were a happy band of
refugees who had long since tired of winter’s siege and rejoiced like the trees
putting out fresh buds their sap quickening through stiff branches. On a spring
day, just like today, I once strolled down a long beach delighting in the flight
and cry of gulls feeling the icy water try to run up my bared feet and legs as
I carried my shoes in my hand and marveled at the warmth of the sun on my cheek.
On a spring day, just like today, I once walked the steep path up the side of a
mountain breathing in deep the rare clean air, and then lay upon a huge flat
rock overlooking a majestic valley and made love to a beautiful woman. On a
spring day, just like today, I laid out in my yard amid the fresh green clover chewing
on a long stem of grass and watched my baby girl picking flowers and delighted
in her constant chatter that didn’t sound much different than the birds and
squirrels going about their business. On a spring day, just like today, I saw
my son playing in the yard with his friends and, as they walked off towards one
of the other boy’s house, he looked over his shoulder and smiled at me and, in
that moment, I saw the man he would become.
On a spring day, just like today, I
tilled the ground and made rows in the dirt feeling the soft earth beneath my
bare feet and planted seeds of promise already tasting their goodness in my
mouth as I dropped each one in its place.
On a spring day, just like today, I
sat out on my front porch drinking coffee watching the birds playing amid the
new leaves, and as I listened to my wife talking about mundane things I felt so
much joy stirring within me just for the privilege of being there by her side. On
a spring day, today, I came home from grocery shopping delighting in the bright
sunshine on a cloudless day and pulled in to the driveway as a not so timid
dear walked out of the woods and meandered for a while on the front lawn. I sat
quietly in the car until the dear disappeared back into the woods. A strange
feeling came over me, and I realized that there wouldn’t be too many more
spring days like today. On a spring day, just like today, I often remember
thinking that the world would go on forever and so would my legacy through the friendship
and love I have set in motion sending it forward through the ages. Six
generations from now no one will remember my name, but it is my prayer
that they too will experience spring days, just like today, and marvel at the
wonder of it all.
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