It’s not very often I have to get up really early. I have one daycare boy, 2 years old, that gets here at 5:30am, he goes back to sleep. However when his brother comes along which is close to never, I stay up. He’s 9 and I just don’t feel comfortable going back to sleep with him up. I have to say I almost wished he’d come more often.
I used to always think the nighttime was my favorite time of day. I am a night owl and so are Jason and Bailey so it works out well. I do love that time we spend together, but this, this is different. It’s dark, same as night but so different. It’s my time, a time set a side for me and only me. It’s peaceful and refreshing, the thought of a brand new day starting and I get every piece of it. It’s a relaxing time for me, no cleaning, no demanding kids, no phones ringing and no TV. Blissfully quiet, other than the sounds of Mr. Owl, which I love!
This is such a great time to reflect on yesterday and ponder on what today will bring. I want to do this everyday! I have recently been reminded to breath…really breath. Take time to feel and enjoy each breath. This is my time, my time to reflect, dream and most importantly…breath. I am a student in this class of life, with a great teacher…our dear Vanessa. With her words and encouragement and inspiration, I am discovering myself and my new found love for life.
I love the sweet smell of dawn
our unique daily opportunity to smell time,
to smell opportunity
each morning being, a new beginning.