Behind the Scenes of my Life

Scene 7

I lift up my eyes to the mountains - where does my help come from? My help comes from the LORD, the Maker of heaven and earth. (Psalm 121,1-2)

*dreaming*

I see Joshua in kindergarten. That must have been today, because he is wearing that horrible combination with green shorts and a red shirt. He is sitting at a table with two other kids, coloring. The girl next to him suddenly stops coloring and stares at Joshua's picture. At some point he looks up and wants to know what's up. The girl doesn't say anything, she just keeps on starring at his piece of paper. He continues coloring, but he looks at the girl again and again. At some point he seems to have an idea: "Do you want my colored pencil?" She nods and he hands it to her. Shortly after she pokes my son and points at his shorts. "You want the green colored pencil?", he affirms. She smiles at him and they continue coloring.

*black*

I see myself in the store, talking to this other mom. However, the lights are weird. Around this woman it is strangely dark, but throughout the conversation it gets lighter. This time I see the change in her face. The grimly expression from the beginning slowly turns into a smile.

*black*

I observe again my children on the playground. I enjoy the sun, but this time I see the figure, that from time to time pulls me into the shade of some trees.

*black*

At dinner, I'm constantly busy with Joshua's moaning and the feeding of Sophie. I was already so annoyed with that day, that I couldn't decode the nice words my husband was telling me, until now. He wanted to cheer me up with a funny story. Then he was asking me about my sunburn and offered to put lotion on. Afterwards he complimented the food, even though I know it wasn't very good. Finally, he collected the kids and told them a story in the living room, that not only calmed the kids down, but also gave me the opportunity of a little me-time.

*black*