Day 1: Sunrise/Morning.
A certain 3 month old hindered me from catching sunrise (love her!). Instead, I captured "morning" through my eyes: through the car window as I was leaving for work. That's the only uninterrupted few seconds I have to really enjoy morning. There is something magical about morning sun. The warmth kissing my cheeks, the light showing new versions of the same inanimate objects we pass everyday. Morning air is a sign of a new day, another chance to live and love. Each new day is farther away from Logan, yet each new day brings me closer to him. I am thankful for mornings, for sunrise.
Gosh, I've never thought of it like that. Each day I am one day closer to my baby.
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