Mornings.

Lately, Colin has been getting up earlier than normal and Addy has been up even earlier than that.  For the past few weeks, I have cursed their cry and reluctantly dragged myself out of bed.  I felt sorry for myself and dreaded the mornings.

Yesterday, I learned that a childhood friend and neighbour of mine passed away extremely suddenly and with no warning.  She leaves behind her husband and two young daughters who now have the impossible task of dealing with the grief, despair and loneliness.

I am still very much in shock and cannot fully absorb the terribleness of this news.  I am however, just conscious enough to know that my morning attitude needs a serious adjustment.  So today, I am so extremely thankful for this morning and for seeing the sunrise again on the life I have been so deeply blessed with.  They may get up early, and Jason may leave for school even before that, but we are so lucky.  Each day I have with them is worth celebrating, no matter how early it starts or how late it goes.  I pray that I am lucky enough to be here for many more to come.