I’m not the biggest fan of winter, but one of the benefits of the cold season creeping in is that I get to be awake for the sunrise. I usually get up at 6 or 7 which, in summer, doesn’t quite make the cut for seeing mother sun pop over the horizon. Today, dawn kicked in at around 6:30, and I was here for it.
It wasn’t a grand sunrise by any means. In fact, given our apartment’s orientation, I couldn’t see it in its full splendor. But the hues of blue, then red, then orange turning into gold, those were clearly visible all around the living room, and it was beautiful.
Then, it was over as quickly as it began. Settling in for a cold and rainy week, the skies fogged up within an hour. You win some, you lose some. But you know what? For today, I already won. Because that sunrise was enough.
When I end up thinking back to today’s weather tonight, tomorrow, or even a few days from now, I won’t focus on the fog. I’ll tell you about the sunrise, and how I got to start my day in a soothing way.
Fog clears slowly once it has descended. But if you have a little light you can remember, you should have all the nourishment you need to wait it out. The trick is to be there for the sunrise before the fog—and then hold on to the good times while waiting for the storm to pass.
