My daughter was up at 5:30 AM this morning. I set my alarm for 5:40. By the time I threw my shorts on and descended the stairs to the kitchen she was ready to go.
“Mom, I have to be back here by 7:oo so I can shower for school.”
“Okay,” I said as I tossed a slice of raisin bread into the toaster. “You go wipe the dew off the seats in the Jeep and I’ll be right out.”
Moments later the toast popped up, I buttered it, grabbed my hightops and hopped into a somewhat dry seat.
For the past few days I had been boasting that horseback riding for five hours on Sunday hadn’t made me sore. Now, on the basketball court, my hips were aching, it was difficult to move, and I didn’t play well, but I was there, on the court. And as a bonus I had the pleasure of having my husband join us and of watching my daughter knock down five shots.
Start your day off doing something you love…
Thank you. For a week now I have been doing just that. Writing is the thing I love and that is how I have been starting my day. Thank you for the reminder, I may write that line line on my alarm clock.