This morning, as I was driving to work, I saw the most perfect sunrise, the kind where the clouds are painted with brushstrokes of gold before the sun officially comes up.  It was amazing.  And as I drove the Interstate, it took every bit of willpower I had to keep my eyes on the road as the sun began to crawl up from behind the horizon.  It reminded me of the day at Virginia Beach when I woke up early, walked out to the ocean, and watched a group of dolphins cresting the water as the sun rose slowly and patiently.

I love days like this, when so far everything just seems to cooperate, when your eyes and ears are opened to so many different sights and sounds.  My eyes are usually opened (or at least I try to keep them opened) but sometimes the noise and clutter of stress drowns it all out.

But not today.  Something tells me this is going to be a special day.