Yesterday, I took year-end packages to our accountant. My husband stopped working a couple of hours earlier than usual and neither one of us worked last night. We had reubens and ice cream for supper. Before we went to sleep last night I told him there would be meteor showers in the morning when we woke up.
The first thing I heard this morning was “I saw a meteor; are you getting up?” I hurried and put my big duffle coat on over my thick hoodie and flannel pajama bottoms. I went outside to look up at the heavens to witness something magical and wondrous in the cold velvet sky.
We’re happy and we’re lucky.