I took a walk in the evening last night to feel the cool, moist springtime air. It was just about 7:30 on a Sunday when everyone is starting to think about the week ahead and winding down their weekends.
As I walked through my quiet neighborhood , I noticed all the lamps in the windows of people’s homes. For some reason, I have always felt such a warm and inviting feeling when I see these lights go on just as the darkness is about to come upon us.
Each house that I looked upon had a different light – some tall, some short, old style Tiffany lamps, some chandeliers in the dining room. Some had their curtains drawn , so that it created a dim lighting effect behind it. And I have funny memories of the “leg lamp” in the window from the Christmas movie – A Christmas Story. My brothers and nephew love that movie – I am not a big fan but they love it and my brother’s kids actually bought one for him for Christmas!
I wonder, are the people that live there crawling up under a blanket with a good book near that light? or is the light a beacon for those that are away for awhile and the light is calling them home? Is someone reading the daily newspaper? or perhaps reading a book to their child who is sitting on their lap? Or does this light provide some sort of warmth for them as they go about tidying up the house after a busy weekend?
My mind wanders and creates some story of each house and what the Lamp in the Windows means for them. The imagination soars and all sorts of children and grandparents run through my head. Smells of roast beef dinner and homemade cookies waft through the air, giggles and smiles and hearts that are happy and content.
As darkness comes and my evening walk comes to a close , I cross the street to see the Lamp in my Window calling me home.
Kimberley
