Sometimes all you need to do is return to the shores of your childhood with a cup of coffee and the one you love and watch as the sun slowly rises with the sound of the gulls. The silence and darkness is always thickest before the dawn, and it reminded me of the words I grew up singing long ago. "Though the sorrow may last for the night, the joy comes in the morning."
Ambleside Beach, West Vancouver, December 2014.
