Morning

Morning has always been my favorite time of day. The beginning of a new day time to clear your mind and assess your expectations of your day. These days I close my eyes I and I hear the laughs, yells and cries of two of my favorite people in the whole world. Two people that although they are small in stature are huge in spirit. These two little guys have changed my perspective on life and for me that changes every morning. I now plan my days through the energy they have created, I remember that stopping to check out ants or laughing at the wind blowing are something I have missed for many years. All of the sudden I am reminded that they know more than I do. They have not forgotten the gifts we receive daily from life all around us. I am also reminded that we are not separate from the people we pass waiting for the bus or the mason (Mark is his name) who has been fixing the brownstone down the street all summer. We have said hello to all of our new friends daily and they always smile and say hi back. I have noticed that we all get a smile on our faces as we see each other now. My mornings are now filled with exploring the world we live in instead of planning on how to get to enjoying it, now I am. I am grateful to have been reminded of this simple lesson.