To Touch a Cloud

So...how long do you wait before you check yourself into a home? This was my frame of mind Wednesday of this week. I felt very tired, cranky, and irritable with my children. And I don't know about you, but when I am that way, I'm upset with myself for being that way and I just get MORE irritable and upset. It's a vicious cycle.

So, I decided, if the children couldn't get along inside the house, we wouldn't stay inside the house, so off we went in the car to who knows where. Just anywhere to get away from the four walls that were suffocating me and my children.

The day was a dreary day, and as we drove past Casper Mountain, my son said, "Look! The clouds are touching the mountains. I want to touch a cloud!" My daughter immediately chimmed in and said, "Me Too! I want to touch a cloud." I thought, well, why not drive up the mountain. Might as well. So we headed that way to touch a cloud.

As we climbed higher and higher, my children's excitment escalated as well, and I couldn't help but have my own mood lifted. The kids were saying things like, "Here we go! We're getting closer. I've NEVER touched a cloud before! I can't wait to touch a cloud." My irritablity faded as I realized how simple and beautiful life really is if we only allow it to be.

We reached the "look out point" and climbed out. Indeed, we were in the clouds and the children were thrilled! They giggled and smiled and "could not believe it!" (I love when my children say, "I can NOT BELIEVE IT!!!") As I watched my children in the clouds, loving such a simple thing as touching nothing but air, I realized once again that I have three beautiful blessings in my life who were truly sent to me to bring me closer to God, to help me "touch the clouds."