I leave work around 7 in the evening usually, so I know that I miss most of the bad weather of the day. You know, the 100+ degree temps that creep into North Carolina in the middle of the summer. The days that bring humidity and no cool breezes and all us southern folk just searching for some air conditioning. So maybe this thought I'm about to share isn't completely accurate because I missed the heat of the day and walked out at 7pm.
BUT. Nevertheless, a magical thing happened last night when I stepped across the breezeway that connects our hospital to the parking deck. I rounded the corner where usually I feel like I am walking into a sauna, and was greeted with the most pleasant of breezes. Continuing on to my car, I hop in Lulu (the name I affectionately refer to my car), and the thermometer says it is a whopping 77 degrees. Wait. Did I read that right?! SEVENTY-SEVEN DEGREES?! It must be broken.
But no...it wasn't.
So I spent a glorious 45 minutes coasting through the countryside with my windows down and sunroof open, music playing over Lulu's speakers, sunny-shades on, just happy. Maybe just maybe, fall is around the corner. And let me tell you, this tiny little glimpse of fall weather made me SO happy. It was one of those moments that just makes you feel free, and thankful, and blessed, all in one. And I found myself just smiling, riding home, soaking it in. Soaking in His goodness, and grace, and beauty all around. It was perfect.
Side note: another sign fall is here-ish....Football was on the tv when I walked in the door. Yep. My home will be run by football until January now. And to think I'm going to give birth to a boy...so that means even more football in the future. Whats a girl to do?
I just had to share my perfect moment, my moment of pure joy, and excitement. Is anyone else ready for fall and all things that come along with it?