Now, girls, I am by no means an early riser, but I have to say the favorite time of my day is daybreak. I don't even care if I see the sun rise. I like that transitional moment where the dark and light of the sky almost overlap, and the latter overtakes the former. I am usually awake by that time--before I fall asleep and have my crazy dreams--and often watch it from my bed, looking toward the window, but there are some days where I just get out, and look at it through the window, standing up.
Daybreak to me means hope. A new slew of possibilities, another chance to make things right, or to get done what one did not get done yesterday. It is a reminder, every 24 hours of how lucky we are to be alive.
So, don't take daybreak for granted, darlings! Embrace it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
It could turn out to be your best moment, each day!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
2 comments:
weeping may endure for a night, but Joy cometh in the morning...
Victoria,
What a beautiful comment. It made my day!
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