Pockets of Sunshine
today while rummaging around the house with a somewhat heavy heart i started humming a tune. do you ever do that? just start humming something and you have no earthly idea for a second what you’re humming or how it got into your head? well…i have no idea how long i was humming away before i stopped and realized the tune. ok…now you may laugh…it was “pocketful of sunshine”. seriously. i have no idea how that song got into my head!
i shook my head. laughed at myself. and walked out the door to my appointment. this appointment was the reason for my apprehension. i was dreading it and what was sure to be crappy news.
long story short…it was not crappy news. it was the anthesis of that. i didn’t dance a happy jig but the impending gloom in my heart was gone and i smiled. my gray day turned into a yay day.
so i got to singing again…”i’ve got a pocket, got a pocketful of sunshine! do what you want but you’re never gonna break me!…”
when i got home i sat on my couch for a few and noticed my container of collected seashells. these shells are from all over the place. hawaii, nc, california. they each are a little memory, a little reminder of pretty days and the ocean with my feet in the sand and the sunlight on my face. and i thought…i dont’ just have a pocket…i have a friggin’ huge container of sunshine! it would require pockets, plural, many pockets to handle all this sunshine! and so i sang…”take me away, a secret place, a sweet escape, take me away, take me away to better days….cause i’ve got pockets, i’ve got pockets full of sunshine…”
