I didn’t wake up this morning. I just got up. I was plagued by sneezing, swollen eye and drippy face from what I assume was allergies from hugging my cat too much last night and the wheat bread I used to make my sandwich before I went to bed. Funny how the things we want to happen, happen in ways we don’t. I guess I should have been more specific when I imagined my perfect morning. After spending the last week sleeping in and just giving my body a rest, I longed to get up early and start my day before it got away from me. I wanted to drink a cup of sweet creamy coffee and watch the morning dawn. I wanted to get up before even my pet squirrel rustled around in his cage anxiously waiting for me to bring him some breakfast. This morning’s sunrise was beautiful…through the window…while I wiped my nose, made suggestions to my daughter as she worked on her paper for her class, and tried to be less irritated at my cat, Zola, who woke me up twice to get her food in the middle of the night and then later a drink of water. (She has digestive issues and eats only small amounts at at time which do not hold her through the night.) Despite all that it did not ruin my enjoyment of something so beautiful. It just made me grateful. All the disruption means I am not alone. I have people and animals around that I love and love me back. They inspire me and fill my life with joy. For that I’m lucky and will take it anytime over a full night of sleep or a beautiful sunrise.
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