I was at our room this morning praying the rosary. I was in the middle of my meditation when suddenly, a cool breeze started coming in. Yes, I remember I opened the window this morning when I fixed our bed (I love the view of our neighbor's garden from the window), and now, I'm loving this soft air touching my skin. And I realized summer is somehow saying goodbye to me.
I was enjoying the moment when I heard a lawn mower coming from somewhere. At first I thought it was noisy, but after a while, I smelled a crisp, fresh smell of the grass. It was wonderful. I was thinking and feeling a bit of heaven. I thanked God for giving me the chance to enjoy this day, these little things that we don't usually pay attention to. Little things that make a big difference when noticed.
Yeah, it was the smell of the fading summer breeze. The touch of an air that reminds me of how I spent my long summer days...
