Every morning when the alarm sounds, I slowly turn to the left and view my wife. After greetings she slips out from under the covers and steps toward the window. She rises up on her tippy toes and spreads the blinds apart so she can see the sky through the palm trees in our front yard. I know she is looking for a certain color of light blue assuring her of a bright and sunny morning. If the color is … Continue reading Each Day is a gift