The last time I watched the sunrise on this beach I was standing next to my dad. We marvelled at the moment by moment transitioning beauty that was unfolding before us and then before we knew it the marvellous colours had faded and the sun had risen for another day. As we sat on the beach with our morning coffees, dad talked about how sad it was that some people could go their whole lives having never woken up to see such beauty. I knew in that moment that we weren’t just talking about the sunrise anymore. While today is such a tough day to not have you here with us I still choose to wake up and see the sunrise; to wake up and see the beauty in the world. For all the amazing lessons, perspective and sunrises thank you dad. It truly is another brilliant day to wake up and be alive.