Rolling the window down

This afternoon I talked to my adorable sis-in-law for a total of 45 seconds. I was at work and feeling bad for not having time to talk to her at work, so the conversation was pretty much all her talking and me "mhhhmmm-ing". But she said something that I have kept with me all day today. She said, "I miss you guys a lot, but I can tell you are happier there. There is such a difference even in your blog." Really? Really? I mean, I could feel it. But I didn't know anyone else could too.

I was riding in my car yesterday and I made a wrong turn so I ended up driving an extra 30 minutes (GPS where are you?). I had a moment when I knew this frustration rising up inside me could go very very wrong, so I did something to stop it.

I rolled my windows down.

It was a cold wind outside. Add on the speed of a large highway and it was close to freezing. But the air was so clean and the colors outside were so vibrant that I couldn't help doing just that... feeling it.

I took a deep breathe.

I listened to my heart.

I could see again.

My foggy window from the last year was open, and I was thankful.

She was right.