Good Morning Sunrise

Dear 5:00 a.m.

I know, I know. I've seen you for the past couple of weeks and I should have said, "Hello." I'm sorry. I'm also sorry for how long I've been away from you. You and I used to meet each other every day, head outside into a new morn and enjoy the surroundings. We'd great the sunrise together, let it bathe us in it brilliance.

But now?

Now...now I'm not waking to just see you. In fact, most days I'm awake before you even arrive. I'm sharing your time with someone else now. No more jogs together. No more runs together. I can't even get a few burpees or jumping jacks in with you. No, I sit in the darkness. Hushing...soothing...praying that a little boy can will get a few more hours of sleep. WHY WON"T hE GO bACK TO SLEEP? It works maybe once a week.

So, I know that we'll see each other in passing. I'll try to give you a little smile or a "Good Morning," but my time will not be ours. It will be his and mine. At least for now.

I'll see you when Daylight Savings Time ends.

Always,
Adam, The 5amDad