Today is Christmas eve. I was up early this morning. Alone in the kitchen, I made breakfast and caught the sunrise over the lake. Our world is brilliantly white after all the snow we have had. The light was almost blinding as it reflected off all of it. At one point as I looked out the sun was directly behind one of our trees. In that moment, a lone bird landed on the very top branch. I smiled as I tried to figure out what kind of bird it was. There were no others around and I didn't recognize it. A feeling of peace and happiness came over me when I realized it didn't matter. As I whispered the words, "Good morning Georgia," the bird, having been acknowledged flew away.
8 Years an Angel
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