You Are My Sunshine

“You are my sunshine, my only sunshine.  You make me happy when skies are grey.” 

This is an appropriate song for this dreary mid-March day, after two glorious warm spring-like days. 

I sing this to my daughter, as my mom sang to her daughters.  And my girl knows the words, so she can sing with me.  Often, I sing this during our bedtime routine, which also includes me having to remind her over and over that the sky is dark now and it is time for sleep.  We read the Night, Night Prayer in which we say “night, night” to the sun, the trees, the birds, and give thanks to God. 

When my girl wakes before dawn and is ready to play, we look out the window and see that the sun is still sleeping.  It is not time to get up yet. 

This morning, after such a routine, finally, Miriam looked out and said, “The sun is shining!  It’s time to get up.” 

Well, the sky was overcast, with only clouds and no sun to be seen, but indeed, the sun was shining, right there in the room, wearing monkey pjs and bedhead. 

The sun does fill my spirit.  I love to run outdoors and play on the playground, take walks and chase shadows.  But for my girl, the sun is always shining in the morning, and getting to wear rain boots and dance in puddles is a treat. 

I thank God for the sunshine in my life that makes me happy when skies are grey.  

Taken February 26, 2013. She wears bigger boots now.