Dear Morning,

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Dear Morning,

You go by many different names; First Light, Daybreak, or Sunrise. I

wish I was going to write about how beautifully the sun rises each morning, how it wakes up everything on Earth with beautiful colors setting a cheerful tone for the day. But let's be honest, sometimes mornings are bleak, especially when you realize it wasn't a dream and that person has left us. Yesterday, they witnessed the sunrise, Today, they've become the sunset and you've changed the way you spell morning to m-o-u-r-n-i-n-g.

Sincerely,

Babette