more than once

i pick it up and see the vintagy looking edith piaf and miles davis stamps.
my mind rolls around the 3 or 4 friends that the scripty handwriting could be from. who would choose stamps like that.
i turn it over quickly and smile bigger at the return address.
of course, yes, clarita!

i think it must be a thank you for the baby gift i sent.
i turn it over a few more times as one of the kids calls to me from the front door.
i know i'm late and i half want to take it with me, but mentally tell myself to look forward to it when i get home...

fast forward more running in and out doors.
craziness. soaking wet from the rain. more than once.
a trip to pick up kids. drop off. to the grocery store. the video store.another stop for wings.
kids that ran in puddles tracking in grass and mud. showers. baths. pj's. late dinner of wings and a movie.

all this while the little card sitting contently in it's spot as we hustled and bustled about it.

finally. with a happy sigh. tucking it in my book and heading to the tub myself.. the first time of quiet all day.
i look at the cool stamps again.
opening the envelope slowly..
the white words across the black background, "you are my sunshine" meet my eye when i pull out the card..
i find myself at once humming the song in my head as i open the card and begin reading.