Writing 101: A Room with a View

If you could zoom through space in the speed of light, what place would you go to right now?

I would zoom away to Mesa, Arizona and I’d be standing in front of my daughter’s house at about 7 – 7:30 am. It’s a small, simple house,  three bedrooms, two-car garage. It’s just big enough for the parents, two twin girls, 3 1/2, and a boy, 2.

When we visited in May, the Mrs. and I would go out for an early morning walk between 6 and 6:30 and we usually walked for about 45 minutes to one hour. In the Phoenix area everyone is up early before the sun comes up and heat sets in.

What was really enjoyable was coming back home and opening the front door. Typical house,  white walls thoughout the house, nothing dramatic or out of the ordinary. The left side of room is the living room with a big L-shaped leather sofa that goes along the opposite wall and then turns towards the front door, separating the living room from the dining room area. There are also two child-sized, leather arm-chairs between the sofa and the TV. Sometimes the girls use them, sometimes they don’t.

A big entertainment center is against the wall to my left with an impressive widescreen TV in the middle surrounded by cabinets and bookshelves. If we were coming in later in the morning, the girls would probably be on the sofa watching a Disney film and the boy would playing with his cars or bothering his sisters.

But as we come in the kids are up and having breakfast. To my right is a wall about three meters long and behind it is the kitchen. Where the wall ends is another three meters with the dining room and its round table that has four chairs. More chairs can be added and eight people can fit around it if need be. The girls love those chairs with their high backs leaving an open space from the seat. Theys can climb into their chairs from the back and slide out the same way when they are finished. And they do it really fast. They better enjoy it while they can; they’re growing fast and soon won’t fit through that opening anymore.

As we open the front door the girls are on opposite sides of the table. Danielle, the red-head, is facing me, Kate, the brunette (they are not identical twins), is turned around in her chair to see us as we walk in. We can’t see Connor as his high chair is hidden by the kitchen wall. The girls heard us coming in and are both looking at us with big smiles on their little faces. The reason I want to come in at this time of the morning is that we are greeted by Danielle saying, with such joy in her voice, “Hey, you’re back!” and Kate chiming in with, “Nice to see you, Grandpa and Bonne Maman!”

That is the best view that any room has ever offered me!

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