Once the sun comes up, the day is on: breakfast, stories, laughter, running, playing, schedules, meetings, school, play-dates, phone calls, emails, blogs…
But there is a small window of opportunity, just before daybreak, when the world is still. Small whispers heighten your senses…the melodic music of the wind chimes, a little frog hopping, early bird calls, a daybreak runner passing by; it is so quiet, you can hear his shoes touch the asphalt. The clouds above are dark, black like night. The secret is behind those clouds, the morning glow is peaking through, letting you in on the surprise that is coming. And, just like that, the morning presents itself. The day begins.
Have a Blessed Labor Day Weekend.