Those were the days, my friend...

I'm just sitting here this morning looking at the usual places on my computer. It's Nicole's late start day for school and she's up and in the shower. It's cloudy outside and that reminds me of our Rainy Day Monday song we used to sing when she was little. The clouds are comforting and the house is warm. I'm reading all about friends and family both near and far. I'm safe and content in this moment...then I hear this haunting song coming from the bathroom and realize my sweet, loving, tender-hearted daughter is singing the Star Spangled Banner. It was reassuring to hear, it completed the feeling of the morning. This is a time - like our Rainy Day Monday days - that I will look back on and remember fondly and with longing.