i was working the other morning
when out of the corner of my eye
i caught a glimpse of something pink.
i turned my head from my computer
and saw a mom carrying her daughter
across the beach.
as soon as the little girl’s feet hit the sand,
she ran towards the ocean.
when she got close
to the water’s edge,
and started to clap.
i can’t tell you
how much i loved her for that.
i’ve become somewhat of a clapper myself,
mostly when people visit
and i’m excited about something
we’re going to see or do.
these spontaneous outbursts of applause
have been met with reactions ranging
from aggravation to affection…
my son shaking his head:
you’re clapping? oh my God, what is WRONG with you?
my nieces laughing:
ames, you’re clapping!
my boyfriend smiling and teasing:
was that a clap?
i’m not really sure
when i started clapping
or if it’s necessarily a bad thing
to feel so happy at times
that applauding the moment
is my natural reaction.
my new surroundings
have given me the chance
to see children
interacting with nature
in such genuine and joyful ways.
are not all that different
i am learning to embrace
my childlike heart.