I Was angry when I woke up this morning – I could feel it weighing heavy on me as rolled back the duvet, I found my voice and groaned into the empty space…..My feet led me out of the door, I needed to process, so carried my heart down the road…..the bright light outside, I’d so needed it in these dark winter months…..
Was I thinking about the surprises that were waiting for me to find – NO! I was sulking!!!….. I kept walking…. in what was NOT the most suitable footwear I noticed flip flops? The cold morning breeze was biting at my toes, what had I been thinking that morning as I dressed, maybe hoping for the longer dayzz of the summer…..
Then a car pulled up beside me and snatched by attention, inside were 3 familiar faces smiling and waving at me, 1 grown up and 2 little friends telling me they were off to the park, did I want to come “oh YES!!!” A welcomed distraction from the frustration n thoughts of MY best laid plans morphing all around me….
I jumped into the car, I was met by the excitement of a courageous little boy with a spark of “let’s go” gleaming out from his little eyes….. ahhhhh beautiful….. We raced out of the car and ran 2wards the playground dodging all the other little feet that were out to explore, “where shall we go on 1st” …..wow….. I miss that, I watched as he so eagerly ran from climbing frame 2 slide 2 roundabout, each with such an excitement I recognised, but hadn’t felt all week, I wanted that excitement again, and then…..there it was, the moment that was like paddles being placed on my heart 2 kick start the rhythm of life in me…..
He ran up, looked at the big climbing frame and hesitated…… I could see him sizing it up in his mind like a massive mountain that was HIS to climb….. “I can do it” he shouted, as he grabbed hold on the 1st bar and began to climb….their were big gaps in the ladder that twisted around as it went higher and higher, I looked at his face, he took the 1stfew bars without any problem and a big grin…..then he stopped, I could see he was starting to struggle, his little legs couldn’t quite meet the next bar, he stretched out his hand to grab the bar and helped by his mummy and me, took hold of it, I was still watching his face, I could see he was struggling, a flicker of fear and uncertainty swept over his little face, he was up so high now…… he just froze, his eyes screwed up, his mouth dropped n these big tears fell down his cheeks…..I watched the tear roll of his chin and fall to the ground, it felt like it was in slow motion….he was holding on to that frame for dear life, wailing out, feeling the moment, frozen with fear….. we said “its ok, u can do it, u can do it, its ok u’r not going 2 fall….were here, we’ve got u”
Then suddenly his tears stopped…. he sniffed, wiped his little eyes, took on a strong stance and reached out for the next bar…… OH MY GOSH I was nearly in tears, I had just witnessed this little man overcome FEAR….. then up he went, stood on the platform and shouted “I DID IT!!!!!!!” ……YES that was the moment, right their, I looked into his eyes….WOW!!! and we danced with him and watched as he played on top of that platform and danced on that victory and I was buzZING!!!!….. ahhh That was the most moving 10min of my week, and that was just one of those little surprises I’m reminded of, those moments that make life feel so special, waiting just outside my door…. moments that are far too easily missed in the mundane and the horrors of life, moments alive with power, waiting to refresh a weary traveller……That, was a beautiful moment 
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