The rays of the sun first touch the United States each day on Cadillac Mountain in Acadia National Park, Maine. On Easter Morning 2003, my four children and I went up the mountain to watch the sun rise. It was a beautiful experience, we watched the darkness in the East as it gave way to a reddish glow then the horizon revealed a pinprick of light that soon was too intense for our eyes. The ocean and islands were bathed in pink and golden light.
That sunrise was drenched in symbolism for me, our lives had changed over the past year and were sure to change more in the years to come but Easter and Spring bring with them the promise of new life and a time for a reverent redirection.
Within weeks E had graduated from high school and was off to college, S was soon to follow, shortly after M went to live in Italy with her father and A and I were on our own. Before I knew it, C flew in from New Zealand and I was taking a chance on another sunrise. Time flies but it seems like a lot more than five years since that Easter morning on Cadillac Mountain when I held my four children close.
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That's beautiful. Truly beautiful images and so hopeful. Some significant moments in our lives can sadly pass without our even knowing it, but I feel like I just read something by a person who savours every single minute, and that's priceless. Again, thank you for sharing those moments.
Dear Beth,
Happy Easter.
I read this post twice. It's lovely, remininscent, and so meaningful. I have felt the same melancholy or adventurous spirit at times. Our lives are chapters of a book unfolding so quickly.
Let's look forward to the next Chapter, sometimes with fear but more often with excited anticipation :o)
Hugs,
Mary
Thank you my wonderful blogging friends for your kind words. Happy Easter!
I'm proud to be kin.
Thanks for sharing this wonderful time with us! Happy Easter to you and your family!
Beth, a simple story, but very moving. We must always look forward to the next sunrise.
Sometimes we do not recognize pivotal events in our lives until we look back in time. Lovely post!
That's a view my parents and I love. I've never seen the sun rise there, though. Looks like I need to do that at least once in my life!
Oh beautiful - I have been there. I climbed the mountain before I turned 30 and loved it! I now have children and hope to get them there too. Lovely post - thanks.
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