The sun has begun to set and I hang up the smile I've worn all day. Though
I will make sure it is the first
thing I put back on in the morning because just in case it is 'that day,' I
want her to see me at my very best.
I do the normal routine, eat dinner, clean the house, write -- the usual
And then I lay down hoping to fall asleep quickly so my new day will hurry
up and arrive. A new day with a
brand new sun.
But as I lay there and wait for the world to turn half way around, I think
about her. And sometimes I smile,
and sometimes that smile will turn into a snicker, and then often that
snicker will turn into a burst of laughter.
And then there are times I get that lump in my throat and that tight
feeling in my chest, and sometimes that
feeling overwhelms me and begins to turn into a tear, and often that tear
multiplies itself and I can no
longer fight the feeling and I lose the battle.
Then somehow through either the joy or the sadness I drift and find myself
asleep. Then the dreams begin
and keep me company until my new day arrives.
When I awake it's with such excitement! Because I tell myself this could
be the day that every other day
has led up to and the first day of the rest of my life. I quickly dawn my
smile, because I do so want
her to see me at my very best. Then I look out the window even though I
know it's dawn, but I still have
to confirm I've been given another chance to find her.
And there it is ... the sun, even when it's cloudy; somehow I still see it.
And it smiles at me and I say
"thank you" and I smile back.
Then I ask myself, "Is this the day?" And the excitement rushes over me
again. And then I ask
myself, "Where's it going to be?"
Maybe it'll be at the water fountain and unexpectedly there I'll find her
and much more than my thirst will
Maybe it'll be at the grocery store, and there she'll appear as I'm picking
out fruit and she'll show me the
difference between fresh and spoiled. Then from that moment, nothing that
I will eat will ever taste the
same. Because she'll bring out the simplest beauties in everything I see,
taste, smell, hear, or touch.
Or maybe today will be the day when my Angel brings an item up to the cash
register without its price tag.
And as I wait behind this Angel with all the frustrated people who are in
such a hurry about their
busy lives, I will find myself with such blessed extra time. Just enough
time to start a conversation with
this beautiful vision standing behind me that I might not otherwise would
have noticed. But because of a
"price check on register 5," I was able to find her.
So will today be the day I say, "THANK YOU GOD!" Thank you for the sun,
which began my new day.
Thank you for granting me the faith when I arose this morning that I would
find her in this new day.
But most of all, thank you for me not having to ever wait on another
sunrise. Because whenever I want to
see it, I will look at her and there it shall always be, in her eyes, she
will forever hold it for me.
She is my sunrise, my dawn, my new day.