I woke up a little early this morning and so did my middle daughter. She was really upset because she had a nightmare and as soon as she saw me, she clung to me for dear life. I picked her up and took her over to our sofa and held her for a minute, until I glimpsed a breathtaking view out our window.
That view had a pretty staggering effect on both of us.
So much so that she promptly forgot all about her nightmares as she was studying the gradations of colors and the cloud formations.
It was a gorgeous sunrise. As a sensitive woman prone to bouts of melancholia, I am grateful for these glimpses of Nature’s awesome beauty. I really treasure the moments I can share that beauty with one or all of my daughters.