Spark Days.

Today is one of those perfect days, a "spark" day, if you will, when everything just seems right. The sun is shining, the birds are singing, and a breeze descends from on high. All I can do is smile and nod my head to the music that seems to be coming from everywhere. It's in everything; vibrant and fresh -- a jazzy underscore to my life that I just can't get enough of.
I drove home from work this afternoon with my windows down, cruising along the back roads of North Carolina and feelin' good. I sang to the wind and waved at passing cars, stopped to let a little family cross the road and continued on my merry way. No rush, no care, no problem. When I pulled into my driveway I hopped out of the car, snapping my fingers to an imaginary beat and humming aimlessly. When I entered my sunfilled house I found the windows open and my mama and little sister in the living room chatting away about their day-long shopping excursion. I whipped over to them -- hugged 'em, kissed 'em -- and sauntered into the kitchen to get a bowl of cereal.
Then, downing Honey Graham Oh!s by the spoonful, I went out into the backyard where I tossed a chewed up piece of rawhide to my peppy Chihuahua, Scooter. The sun at my back, I smiled at the simple joys in my life and offered up thanks to my Heavenly Father for everything I've been given. My family, my home, my talents, my testimony, my desire to fill life to the fullest extent possible with good people, good things, and good times. And I absolutely love and cherish good days like these, wherein my spark for life is set afire. These are my spark days.
And as always I am driven to write, to create. I wish to convey these joys in any possible way; to uplift and enlighten, to brighten and inspire. That's what writing is about for me. To allow everyone a chance to feel this bliss, this delight, and love for life. Writing, for me, is providing everyone a chance to feel that spark.


Life is good.