At Sunset

It has been a season of ups and downs for me.

Tonight I was walking my dog through my vibrant neighbourhood. I walked by kids speaking Farsi; a group of women in lawn chairs on their driveway, drinking coolers and watching their kids play pickleball and blow bubbles in the street; a family of bikers, enjoying a water break at a picnic table; and some men washing a van, leaning against the house, and chatting in a language I didn’t recognize.

The sun was starting to get lower in the sky. It was warm outside, but there was a slight breeze. I was thinking of the cookies I’d baked earlier that were cooling on racks at my house. I bought myself some beautiful peonies, today, and they were lovely in the vase I chose for them.

I was feeling pleased with the audio I put out today, and looking forward to the story that will come out tomorrow.

My dog and I walked by a tree where a robin was singing loudly. Some dogs barked in a park nearby, where they were chasing a ball. Car doors slammed. Kids laughed.

And I realized in that moment that I felt happy. There was no tinge of anger or sadness or loneliness or fear. I just felt happy, noticing all of the life happening around me.

I hope you have moments like that, too.


One response to “At Sunset”

  1. It sounds like a gorgeous walk. Farsi is such a beautiful language. I love listening to my spouse’s family speak to each other in it. ❤

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