Rain, rain on a sunny day ...

As we sat under the veranda at a fabulous restaurant nestled in big Bragg Creek trees and watched all the other patrons running in for cover from the storm that was quickly pittering and pattering towards us sipping on a lovely wine from Italy my heart could not have been happier.
It was all quite perfect ... for some reason they sat us right away, yet turned away everyone else without a reservation ... they happened to put us at the only outside table with enough shelter to keep us from having to move inside ... we both happen to love the rain ... we had no where else to be anytime soon ... the menu was cause for great salivation ... the music was lovely ... and did I mention the lovely wine.
Those moments ... those moments that just happen and are so peace-filled that you feel like your heart is being hugged.
And then ... like God himself was arranging our afternoon ... the clouds cleared ... the sun came out ... and we were on our way to indulge in some real Bragg Creek ice-cream (it tastes better at that little hut than anywhere else I know). Yummmmmy ... can we say peanut-butter and chocolate ... yes, we can say heaven.
Times like this seem to just fall upon Norma and I. It makes me think that it just must be the way that I am with her ... safe and relaxed. There are a million things about divorce that suck ... but there is something extra special about having an adult in your life that was a parent but is not your parent. Someone that you know loves you so much and knows you so well. I never really realized before how much of what I thought was my father's genius child-rearing skills and ideas were really hers. I had never thought of what our life without her in it might have looked like. I am sure thankful though to have her influence in my life. I am thankful for her. She is a special woman.