That moment on Saturday evening
when you realize you haven’t posted.
You crawl into bed
laptop in hand, covers uncovered
and find remnants of the day:
matchbox cars in all shapes and sizes
hidden under the pillows and the blankets –
Hidden from a surprise sleepover the night before.
Prior to typing tonight, I wasn’t sure what to write.
Then I saw the trucks and cars and remembered why they were there.
I was quickly reminded of the presents I find throughout the day from my two little boys.
Under pillows and couch cushions, in shoes and jacket pockets, in carseats and on tables.
The hidden treasures of the life we live makes me smile every time one is unearthed.
I know I’ll miss the day when my bed, my couch, my car, my jacket pockets are empty.
I might just keep some in their secret spot.