here comes the sun

December 13, 2009

My mom always sings Here Comes the Sun when she has a good day skiing. It never gets old and is always the perfect harmony for her when great turns under a blue sky make her giddy.

You know that giddiness that pumps adrenaline into every cell of your person making you feel light as air and aware of every beautiful thing in this world.

I feel that right now. And you know, I know it could all change because, well, life is a constant state of evolution. But right NOW I am light as air and aware of every beautiful thing in this world.

We had an excellent day. Yes, we are still in the intensive care unit. BUT my Ruby is rallying. Down on oxygen and all full of spunk and vigor. She gained ounces and is finally above her birth weight. Andy and I gave her a little sponge bath and she loved it. And, the best part just happened two hours ago. I nursed her. She’s still on a feeding tube and it was all closely monitored but as soon as I cradled my wired and tubed girl to my chest, she went for the nipple with uninhibited moxie. Life. And in those 15 minutes, my brain and my heart let go of some of the terror it had been holding onto.

My mom was by my side and I felt secure. Light as air and aware of every beautiful thing in this world.

Here comes the sun, do do do do
Here comes the sun, and I say
It’s all right

Little darling
It’s been a long cold lonely winter
Little darling
It feels like years since it’s been here

Here comes the sun, do do do do
Here comes the sun, and I say
It’s all right

Little darling
The smiles returning to the faces
Little darling
It seems like years since it’s been here

Here comes the sun, do do do do
Here comes the sun, and I say
It’s all right

Sun, sun, sun, here it comes
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes

Little darling
I feel that ice is slowly melting
Little darling
It seems like years since it’s been clear

Here comes the sun, do do do do
Here comes the sun, and I say
It’s all right
Here comes the sun, do do do do
Here comes the sun
It’s all right
It’s all right

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