Kite Day
With the clear skies and brisk winds that we have been having the past few days, I was inspired to buy a kite. I didn’t buy one of those elaborate or fancy kites that cost an arm and a leg, but rather just a plain old-fashioned kite. I brought it home and put it together, then went outdoors to prepare for lift-off.
The street was deserted when the kite first went into the air, but soon there were several neighborhood children standing around. While most of the kids kept their eyes on the kite as it soared further into the sky, a couple of them questioned why I was flying a kite in the first place. When I explained to them that I was doing it for fun, it seemed to confuse them even more.
I had a brief thought of cutting the string and letting the kite fly free in a symbolic gesture of Millie passing. But with all the children around watching, I didn’t have the heart to do it. Instead, I gave the spool of string to one of the younger kids. She held on with both hands and smiled from ear to ear as her big brown eyes never left the kite.