Prior to her shoulder surgery, my sister Jen was getting up early in the morning to take her dog Winston on a walk. Consequently, she often saw an early-morning sunrise. She texted our brother one morning and said that, being a baker, he must see very many sunrises. He agreed that he saw a sunrise almost every morning. And then he told her something about our father that I never knew.

Apparently many mornings when the sun was rising, Dad would take a break from his baking, grab a cup of coffee, and step outside to watch the sun come up. Even as I write these words, my eyes tear up. I love learning things about my mom and dad that I never knew.

Colorado has some pretty sunrises Dad. I hope you see them in heaven.

Have a great weekend.