There is just something about watching the new day emerge.
It seems like time stands still for that moment so you can take in the beauty.
Watching the sun peek over the earth’s edge, coloring the sky shades not found in any crayon box.
And never the same scene twice
And it only lasts that moment.
With every minute the sun continues its journey brightening the sky, lighting up the day, changing the picture. You are almost afraid to look away in fear you may miss the most beautiful snapshot.
It is like watching your kids grow up.
If you blink, you may miss it.
All those magnificent moments of beauty and light, you try to be there for every second.
You hope to capture some of it in a picture, one you can look back on with pride over and over again.
The fear of missing that one moment, knowing you cant watch every second of the day.
I’ve had close to 40 years of those moments and each are as special and the ones before. My children have amazed me since the moment of conception.
My miracles.
My creations.
My best decisions.
My first experience of loving unconditionally.
My sunrise moments.
I’ve missed moments.
I guess all parents do.
Hurts my heart.
I will keep watching.
And watch them and their own little sunrise moments. As the world keeps turning, and new days emerge.
Until the day I’m watching from above, from another realm.
It will be then I will never have to miss another moment.
Love Big
Lorene
