Sky Lights and Sunny Days

Our home burned down on a Saturday morning. We returned to the house on Monday morning. There were many people to meet, information to be discussed, details to be remembered, and decisions to be made. We did the best we could. It was hard to walk in and take in all the damage and destruction. Much of the house lay wide open. Strangely, I was very aware of the blue skies above me and the warm sunshine on my face. The birds were singing cheerfully. This brought a strange sense of peace and hope to a disturbing situation.

My kitchen was probably my favorite feature of our house and I spent the most time there. I loved to cook on my wonderful gas cooktop on the huge kitchen island. I was in my zone there. I had an incredible pantry cupboard with flip out shelves that stored unbelievable amounts of food. I had a built-in china cabinet with glass doors. The cherry cabinets provided more space than I could fill. The only thing my kitchen lacked was sunlight and brightness. I wanted a sky light. So something about standing in the crazy mess, being warmed by the sunshine, brought me comfort. I always wanted sky lights!