And the dreaded alarm goes off. I wake up and try really hard to remember what day of the week it is. Then I realize it’s nowhere near Friday, and close my eyes again… sigh. I then think to myself, wake up! It’s going to be a wonderful morning! We have today to celebrate whatever comes our way, and as Dad has always told me… “Make your day fall into your lap!” After touching snooze for the third time on my iPad, I say to the universe…”thank you, thank you, thank you!” I hop in the shower, sing whatever song pops in my head (Rachel Plattens, Fight Song), and try to do some dance moves without falling or slipping. Of course, I’m very quiet during this time because my wonderful husband is still sleeping. I rub a puppy belly, kiss the cat while I carry her downstairs, and wake up my wonderful soon to be 17 year old son. I quietly go downstairs, make my black coffee with organic coconut oil, pack his brain food lunch for school, and off to school he goes. Every morning while I watch him leave I wonder, why do they grow up so fast?! My babies were babies yesterday!
I sit down, write my grateful list, and get some meditation time before I leave for work. I love my quiet in the early morning. I need that time to be by myself. To be quiet and mindful. It’s so important to slow down and just be. To think about the NOW and to focus on what is happening at that moment. Listen to the birds sing, watch the trees sway in the breeze, and wonder just how many squirrels are actually in those trees.
I text Mom and Dad, “Have a wonderful day!” and then Mom says “I love you to the moon and back” and I receive my usual text from Dad..”Make the day fall into your lap.” My response back is, “It already has!”