Breezes

Window by Marc Chagall

Thursday July 18 day before Layla's birthday

It really is a nice morning in Tucson today. There must be a cloud over the sun because I am looking out at cool shaded world. Which is huge treat in midst of a desert summer. 

Plus lovely breezes are blowing. How nice to wake up to cool lovely morning. Of course as the sun rises higher in the sky (it is still so early) it will bring the big heat. But right now is delightful.

The breezes are bringing me so much optimism. It is something I only noticed recently.

During those 2 weeks when my spirits just would not go back up (they went back up 2 days ago, which is sure a godsend) -- I remember lying on my bed searching my mind for a place with hope. 

And when I didn't find any I would say "I give up." And exactly at that point a tiny breeze would come in my open window and waft all over me.

It must have been a miracle breeze because our air was hot and unmoving.

But the instant it did, it comforted and reassured me.

I knew it was a message or an omen. It was trying to help me. And it did.

I wish you all a lovely day

Love, Annie