The sun shone through my window that morning, for the first time in two weeks.
I love the sound of rain playing its gentle lullaby on the rooftop. But rain is for falling asleep, and a drizzly overcast at 6 AM makes it nearly impossible to drag one’s self out of bed.
That morning, as light filtered through my curtains, tinting my walls a glowing golden, it felt as though the earth were finally waking up again . . . as though it were inviting me to open my eyes and feel the warmth and beauty and promise of a new day.