"Mommy, is the sky always blue?" Daniel looks up at his mother with bright, round hazel eyes.
"Darling, the sky isn't always blue, but there's always a blue sky somewhere. Sometimes you have to look for your own piece of the blue sky." Vanessa rubs his little forehead.
Vanessa knew that her five year old was too young to understand what she meant, but wondered if these words would make sense someday.
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Trekking in the Gobi Desert
Heaven above, Earth below
Stopped for a rest
Alone again, under the infinite blue sky
But that’s quite alright
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A handsome gentleman sat down beside her; his boyish masculine face was perfectly symmetrical. His eyes widened as he saw her.
But she turned away. She wasn’t paying much attention; she was thinking of many things; growing up in Oslo, university days, the day she met Patrick, starting her own company, selling the company.
She smiled a sad smile to herself; she was tired and hadn't slept. Just then she felt a warm gentle presence right next to her, she looked, and she realized that he had been trying to talk to her. He smiled a kind smile and said earnestly, "Got a chance with you?"
She shook her head almost immediately, taken by surprise.
"Well, if you change your mind, here is my number. Don't forget to enjoy the beautiful blue sky, my lovely lady.” With that, he stood up, and ran for the bus.
She looked wistfully and whispered, "Goodbye, beautiful stranger. Thank you for reminding me."
