There are moments in when the syncs perfectly. Do you know what I mean? One very hot summer night a couple of years ago, my husband and I went out for a walk around 10pm. We were headed toward the Columbia University campus, which is just a couple of blocks up Broadway from our apartment. We walked to the corner of Broadway, and just as we turned left to head toward campus, someone somewhere started playing Summertime on a trumpet. It was haunting, and perfect, and such an incredible New York moment. The living did feel easy; it was a sultry night, the was perfectly suited and played by someone who had much more emotion than skill, which made it even better, and I was walking in my beloved city, with my beloved husband. I got goose bumps then, and I always get them when I recall that moment, like I’m doing now. Perfect, and magical.

blue skies and puffy clouds

And today, just now, another moment like that. It’s the first day of summer, the light is dazzling, the sky is blue, the air smells sweet (so far….check back with me later when the air reeks of trash and urine), shopkeepers are spraying their sidewalks so there is a cool mist in the air all along the sidewalk, and I was walking to the UPS shop with my beloved daughter’s wedding dress in my arms, ready to send her.

As always, I was listening to . As I turned the corner onto Broadway, a string of absolutely PERFECT songs came on my ipod: Beautiful Day, by U2; Feels So Good, by Chuck Mangione; and Boogie Shoes, by who else – K.C. and the Sunshine Band. I felt my feet leave the ground. And, of course, I cried. That’s so me. You can’t give someone else your , but in case you also like these songs, and they fit your day, here they are:

Also: yodeling, banjo , and laughter in a lot of different languages. Things that add to my feeling that it is fine to be a human being in this world.

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