Sunshyne On My Shoulder

I felt a tad bit confused, loooking up into her smiling face as she walked in the door. After a hearty hug, I bent down and lifted up the hem of her jeans, looking for the platform shoes she most certainly must be wearing.

They didn't exist.

How on earth did she become taller than me? And what about that lean trim, fit marathon bod she was now sporting? Could my eyes possibly be decieving me?

Nope. It was Sunshyne. Piped in straight from heaven like oil from the depths of the earth.

Confirmation of the fact that I am short washed over me; however, my heart sang! Here she was, the woman (an introvert herself!) who had few years' earlier, gently lifted me out of a semi-isolated homeschooling funk.

She really wasn't interested in me, though. She had eyes for only one little guy in particular. That's ok. It gave me a refreshing glimpse, once again, like warm apple crisp on a cold day, of that perky little nose that has been absent from our home for so long . . .

While she has just begun her celebrity status in her new hometown, she'll always be a star with us. A cup of coffee, a cozy couch and some Sunshyne.

Nothing like it on God's earth.

Love you, girl! ")