Sunrise Closeout #2

Today was the day I woke up before sunrise, any of you that know me know I am not a morning person! As my alarm went off, I definitely had the "oh gosh please no don’t tell me it’s that time yet moment", the "it can't be morning moment," "the, "I REALLY don't want to get out of bed" moment, but then, with just the seemingly flicker of a moment, it was easier than I thought it would be to turn off the alarm and get out of bed.

Now I am sure there was an adrenaline that went in to play today as it’s opening day of the business, but with 1 foot in front of the other, I fell to into a forward momentum and I was able to stay on my minute by minute planned half an hour (Brush teeth, wash face, do makeup, get dressed (WARM because it's FREEZING), get kids snacks ready, get winter touques out because again, IT'S THAT COLD!

And then, came time to take the dog out for a walk, and it was so different than walking at night, I’m not even sure how to explain the different, but it was quieter, calmer, at first a bit somber. As thoughts started speeding through my head as to why I feel this way, I quickly went to the notion that I don’t like sunrise because everyone is starting it not wanting to get up. That so many times we hear of the people that are dreading the morning because they have to get up and face a hustle, face a job they don’t like, face a situation they just had to put down the night before. As these thoughts led from one low energy thought to another,

I began losing the beauty of the sunrise, the colors just weren’t as bright as my sunsets, the air was just not as pure as the nighttime air. And while I still do think some of these things are true, I quickly shifted my mindset to what else the morning could mean…

it meant knowing that seeing some of these people later on during my sunset walks, happy to have lived their day, happy to be out and about, happy to be taking kids to one activity or another, that they were also a part of that group that may not have liked getting up to that alarm clock. They may not have been ready to face the day. They may have had fear, or stress, or disdain about their upcoming 8-10 hours, and yet, I saw their smiling faces at sunset still. 

They must be celebrating small wins at sunset, they must have actually turned off 70% of their mental workload, they must be a tad more at ease than 6am. They MUST have chosen, one moment after another to enjoy their day, and THAT lead them to a sunset walk. And this gave me joy, knowing that I, and them, will do it all again tomorrow.