a couple of weeks ago i went on a short vacation to the Fort Davis Mountains. there was a few different things that happend over that short weekend that i could touch on but none more moving than the sun rise on the final day. "we" had decided to stay in the lodge since it was our first time up and we didn't know exactly what to expect, namely how cold it would get. it turned out ok. on the final morning of our stay i woke up about 30 minutes before sunrise and decided to go up to the scenic over look point to catch the sun come up. it was a decision that i will always thank god for.
the sun was slowly creeping up from the far off broken mountain range. the cool crisp wind blowing the grass into lazy sweeping waves that flowed along the rolling hills. the sky progressed from soft blue purples to burning golden reds. the sun breaks the crest of the ridge line and my breath is taken away. i simply can not put into words how it felt to witness the birth of that day. my eyes watered up at the thought of how much i take so many days for granted. "i can't believe this happens every day." i said to myself.
i plan on not every taking another day for granted and hope to live every day from here on out with that same feeling and understanding of how truly blessed i am. my hope for you, if you are reading this, is that you make some time in the very near future to go out and enjoy something extraordinarily simple and cherish it for what it is... a gift.
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