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Sparks Moments

Last weekend we enjoyed beautiful weather here in New England. It was one of those nights that was just perfect. It wasn’t hot and it wasn’t cold, and there was just a hint of crispness in the air. I headed out to one of the comfy wicker chairs on my front porch with a glass of wine and a new book to enjoy the last hour or so of sunlight. My street was quiet except for the appearance of a random car every now and again. It was heavenly. In fact, the setting was so idyllic that I couldn’t help but sit there and wonder if a “Nicholas Sparks moment” would soon unfold. Come on, you know the moments I’m talking about—those all-too-fleeting perfect moments that stay with you long after they have passed.

Everyone has Sparks moments in their life. Having said that, I’m sure you’re thinking about them right now, aren’t you?

I’ve had my share. Admittedly none of them involved swans, pouring rain or a canoe ride, but they were unforgettable nonetheless. There was that first, tumultuous love that ended in “epic” heartbreak, falling helplessly and hopelessly in love with someone who was “so not my type,” and feeling the flutter in my chest upon hearing the words, “You may now kiss the bride.” Those are significant moments, but there have been many other smaller, but equally moving moments over the years. Who’s to say how many Sparks moments we actually get to enjoy in our lifetime? And are we waiting for them to happen or do we make them happen?

I don’t know the answer to that; perhaps it’s a little of both. No one can appreciate how intoxicating it is getting caught up in a sweeping Sparks moment more than I do, but at this stage in the game I realize that sometimes it’s the moments that seem silly or slightly less than epic that end up sticking with you. When the sun began to dip and the words on the page got harder to read, I drained the last sip of wine from my glass and got out of my chair. On the other side of the door, my beloved children and my still-adorable husband were waiting for me. All too quickly our “babies” will go off to college and leave home, and life will change forever. For now it was perfect, with or without the swans. I guess I got my moment after all.