We Need Rainbows

28235399_10160043042040181_7385112932183556581_o.jpgToday, a quick one:

Breathe deep and take in something beautiful. It doesn’t need to be something new. It could be something that you see all the time but just never take any time with.

Today, take that time.

Breathe deep.

A while back, after MLK day, I saw a construction paper quilt on the wall next to J’s classroom. The quilt was made up of the kids’ dreams, which was enough to stop me dead in my tracks anyway. The stuff on the wall, their literal dreams, were pretty amazing. Justice’s dream was to make rainbows.๐ŸŒˆย I took a picture, made a mental note to ask him about it when I picked him up, and proceeded into my day with a literal earpiece in my ear and brass knuckles on my figurative hand.

5 PM came. I took out my literal earpiece and wiped the blood off my figurative brass knuckles before sliding them back into my figurative pocket (it was a full day.) Shoes back on, into the car, off to the day care. Once I got him from the room he was in, I was reminded of his quilt on the wall.

Me: Hey buddy! I saw the quilt on the wall at school. Did you make something for it?
J: <quiet, shy smile>
Me: Well?
J: <nods head>
Me: You want to make rainbows?
J: <nods head> Uh huh!
Me: Why?
J: I dunno…
Me: What do you me–
J: BLAZE OF LANGUAGE ABOUT PRETTY THINGS, FRIENDS, TOYS, AND FREEDOM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Me:ย ๐Ÿ˜ฎ๐Ÿค๐Ÿ˜ฒ๐Ÿ™ƒ
J: CONTINUING WILDFIRE OF LANGUAGE then pause as he pants, trying to catch his breath…
Me: …
J: WE NEED RAINBOWS DADDY! YOU DO, I DO, MOMMY — WE ALL NEED THEM AND I’M GOING TO MAKE THEM FOR US!
Me:ย ๐Ÿ˜ย Thanks, dude!

I think the kids are gonna be okay. You, me and the rest of us would do well to be quiet and see what we can do to fan the flames. If they need us, they’ll call us I’m sure.

 

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