it's 7:30am and because of daylight savings my boy is still sleeping. i heard him rustle a moment ago, but all is quiet now. there is a stillness in the morning right before he wakes, that many times i miss, that i truly enjoy. i can hear the birds welcoming the day and as i glance out my bedroom window i see a beautiful sunrise. albeit, the sunrise is not over mountains or an ocean, or even a lake. it's over our little neighborhood, the back alleyway. it glows just as bright and beckons me to enjoy just a bit more of where God has me in life.