This morning at 6:34am I watched the sunrise on my 29th year. We sat on the beach and looked out upon the horizon, storm clouds edging ever closer to the shore. I wondered for a moment if the sun would even make an appearance. But then as if by some kind of birthday magic, the cloud's white tips began to turn a soft shade of pink and sure enough, full of warmth and love, the sun burst through the clouds for a new day.. and for me a brand new year.
28 was a challenging year, the most difficult I have ever endured. At times I wondered if the storm clouds would ever lift, if that sun would ever show me a glorious new day. Slowly through, between the days of sadness, there were moments of light, trickling quietly into my world. And as one year ended and a new one began, the most remarkable of all sunrises light up our world, a very own little miracle. Since that day, each morning the sun has been shining that little bit brighter in my life and now this morning, I was blessed to witness the birth of a new chapter, as those electric rays of light parted the storm clouds and filled my soul with unconditional love, gratitude and joy.
Here's to 29... the year I've been waiting for. The journey of motherhood in the making, an amazing adventure on the horizon and a whole new love filling our world.