One day came again. Is when the sun will rise from another sunset. In this space called Life. And on this day in every corner of the world.
Car engines roar, humming birds; sing. Coffee is brewing, orange juice if not apple juice is set on many tables around the world. As the bacon and eggs are shimmering in a hot pan. The toaster is about to blast off. As the children wiggle out of bed. There is an elder reading the paper in that comfy rocking chair. Are maybe someone he standing, outside. succulently consuming that morning brisk of fresh air.
All around the world is the element called "time". And all around the world there is this existence of "life".
One day a parent called; to a familiar voice. And the on the other end. This voice answered with excitement, and said "Good morning". One evening the exchange of this action of "communication" occurred. Where a mother and adult child ,"listened and shared", another life experience as the roles never differ.
"Today, Minnie me had a hiccup mom", the mother replied to her own adult child. "Baby no matter how old we are. In this life we're destined to have a hiccup more than once r twice". The child began to laugh in the background listening to the dad talk to his grandma,". Together they learned a valuable lesson that even adults also can a day with a hiccup. And because of this hiccup. This trio will never forget a moment in time. Where parents share, about their own children. And children feel comfortable to share about their own good and bad; life experiences; big or small. Even though, the child earned a Rainbow. Grandma, Dad & son will never forget; how a 🌈 Rainbow came after a hiccup" and how they all shared
Life is short. Listen more. Time is all we either have. Until we, are time is no longer..
This Rainbow; symbolizes what we share under it. In life of our own personal human journey's. And one we will share; the outcome after one, two or maybe three hiccups.
In memory of my beloved ♥️ 1991-2020.
