Perfect Moments

I was sitting in my dad's room tonight after I got off work. He was asleep so I just sat beside him and held his hand. The breeze was blowing through the open window and it was just cool enough to be relaxing and refreshing. He was sleeping peacefully and I thought to myself, "Why waste a perfectly good nap?" So I shut my eyes and drifted off to the feel of the cool breeze across my face. I could hear a few birds chirping out in the trees and for once the world seemed very, very quiet. I would have to say it was a perfect moment.

I have learned later in my life to grab those "perfect little moments." You never know when they will spring up so you have to be ready. When it arrives, you have to be still enough to recognize it. Often times I am so busy doing, talking, singing, reading, driving, or cleaning that those "perfect little moments" slip right on by and I've missed it. But today I didn't!

I was able to enjoy a perfect moment with my dad. We just napped together.
I think tomorrow I will bring a book and read to him, that is unless I get there and find another nap waiting for me.