I had to break from tradition because this picture just captures the idea that I've been thinking about since yesterday. The light has begun to break through the darkness. I have had a rough week. The despair and sadness that I've felt were thick and stifling. But yesterday something began to change. I can't say what it was for certain but I was greeted with the fiery morning sky at sunrise and I began to realize that there is still beauty. I began looking for more. And kept finding it. In my family and my friendships. In Christmas songs and the twinkle lights on my tree. If I keep my eyes and my heart open, I am able to notice that there is beauty all around me. And with that beauty I find a bit of hope. Light. On my way home last night, I saw a rainbow bursting out a vibrant sky. And then I turned a corner and saw and equally amazing sunset. All day I have been reflecting on the events and images of yesterday and am so grateful for those reminders of beauty and light and hope.
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