November 17, 2008

Sunrise

It's 2:58am and I'm sitting at the computer instead of sleeping. Which doesn't bother me much. I'm usually up pretty late anyway. Alina couldn't sleep. I couldn't get her to sleep. Nothing was working. Feeding her, changing her, letting her stand, letting her role, letting her cry, and playing with her feet. It all did nothing. So I decided to try and rock her. Since Steven and John were trying to sleep in my room, I came out to the computer room where we have a rocking chair (or two) and rock her to sleep. That didn't work. She wasn't crying, she just wasn't sleeping. I put her in her Rock-Itself rocker and turned on the music. Buckled her in as I turned on the computer and came onto blogger. I changed my profile around and read comments and other blogs. Time FLEW! So quickly it did. One minute I had just started and she was sleeping, then the next I was done and she was asleep. What I should do is go to bed. Which is what I'm going to do as soon as I'm done here. But as I was thinking about what to name this post, I thought of the sunrise. That moment in time that everyone thinks is beautiful and loves to see, but never watch when they get the chance. I myself can not remember seeing an actual sunrise. But the thought of seeing one makes me feel all warm inside. Like for an instant, no matter who or where you are, you're warm and everything is okay. I never thought until tonight what power a sunrise has over someone. And even with that power, uses it to benefit others instead of itself. I wish there were more people in the world who used their power for others. Used their wealth to help others. Or their imaginations to brighten up peoples days. I've got to get to bed now but I hope ya'll take the chance to watch the sunrise at least one more time in your short lifetimes.

1 comment:

misa said...

Every year in August, the night they burn the man, I stay up all night to watch the first sunset of MY year. You know how my calander goes from Burning Man to Burning Man, well after they burn the man is always the first day, and every year I watch that sunrise while writing all the things I want to accomplish in the new year.