The sun slowly rises. Shadows cast blanket the dew-covered ground. The clouds illuminate with glory. The world wakes up. But she has been awake for hours, just like every morning for the past sixty years. Every day, Ida Jean Mayhew witnesses the beautiful symphony of daybreak. There’s no need for an alarm. After sixty years, 12:00a.m. has become her routine. However, even at eighty-eight, the routine doesn’t seem mundane. It is her purpose and her calling. After a 5:00p.m. bedtime, she wakes […]
