Here Comes the Sun (dooten doo doo)

The weather today has sucked. Other than that, I could not have had a better Mother's Day. I spent some thoroughly enjoyable quality time with the parents. I even ended up with a pair of new tires and some new clothes from Old Navy... (?) My father joked, "This our thanks for not being a mother yet..."

So I'm on the way home from my parents house on the northside, and the miserable pouring rain has finally slowed to an intermittent drizzle. I had just had a great day, (great week for that matter) and I didn't think I couldn't have been in a better mood. To the west, it appeared the storms were letting up, and clearer skies were moving in. The sun, which had fallen below the oppressive gray ceiling, shone brightly as it descended toward the horizon. As I drove toward Greenspoint, the glass buildings were reflecting the sunlight, making each building look like it had a golden wall. It was pretty cool. On the bridge between the freeways, I caught a glimpse of downtown to the south. It too was looking pretty golden.

For a about ten miles of icky, drizzly driving, I saw pretty much only the backs of other vehicles. However, as I crested the overpass crossing the 610 loop, I saw downtown again for the first time in several miles. I was jammin' out to Melissa Etheredge (don't laugh at my music choice) and then my breath was literally taken away. The sinking sun still shone brightly from the west, making the buildings shoot up like metallic flames against the stormy dark blanket that still shrouded most of the city. I almost hit the inside wall before I could take my eyes away from the vision. It was positively one of the single most gorgeous views I've ever seen. I'd have given my right arm for a camera. The colors were just incredible. I drove in awe the rest of the way home, staring at downtown.

I have never loved where I live so much as I did in those moments.

And thus my good mood was sealed.