Today is a glorious brand new day, and anything can happen!
If I mess up, I still might get another chance tomorrow to make things right. But I don't want to think about that...Because I always mess things up. It is as inevitable as breathing.
Presented with perfection, I spill the paint.
Break the dishes.
Step on toes.
And darn it, I have to say I'm sorry.
It's a never ending cycle of failing and falling. Life isn't perfect. Maybe that's why I love mornings so much, because I in the morning, I still have a chance. I'm hopeful. I haven't messed up yet.
Really, how much can I wreck before the sunrise?
Please don't answer that one.
Just enjoy the sunrise with me, because this morning is a gift.
And it is perfect.