“All of my insecurities came flooding back. Were the roses, the apology, a farce? Should I go? When the sun came up, I watched the brilliant rays of citrine and garnet fill the sky. From behind the clouds, sprays of white light poured down to earth. When I was younger, I used to think that was when angels came down from heaven to ferry souls back up to the hands of God. I wrote about the splendor of the morning skies. How blessed I felt to be able to see even one miraculous sunrise. I im...agined what it would look like from the top of a mountain or standing in the sand, peering out over the vastness of the ocean. The sunrise calmed me. At daybreak, there was no room for anxiety, worries, or disquiet. Feeling calm, I crawled back in bed and drifted to sleep. I awoke after noon to my mother knocking on my door. “Hey, sweetie,” she greeted me with a smile. “I wore you out shopping yesterday, didn’t I?MoreLessRead More Read Less
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