A good different
Sunsets used to be shared by just the two of us. We could sit in silence and bask in the beauty of the purple, orange and yellow pallet smeared above the horizon. We didn’t do it often but when we did we never complained. It is a beautiful time of the evening in every possible way.
I can’t remember what we used to talk about at the time. It was probably work or fitness or something alike. It didn’t really matter as just the two of us relaxed as we watched the sun say good night.
Sunsets are different now. They are enjoyed by our family as we walk the dogs during the evening. There are dogs panting, tails wagging and we are constantly talking to our daughter about what we are witnessing. It’s different, but a good different.
We cannot afford to be completely transfixed by the sunset now. We have responsibilities and other things to think about. This doesn’t mean it’s not enjoyable. It’s just different, a good different.
Sometimes we have to cut this time short. Lottie’s crying, it’s too windy or it’s too cold. We know this so make the most of the time we have. There is no room for complacency. It’s different but a good different.
In between the “see Lottie, it’s red” and “good girl, that’s right” we talk about Lottie, how she has been that day and what our plans for tomorrow are for her. We don’t talk about us. She is our life right now. It’s different, but a good different.
Although sunsets are different for us now, it’s a good different.