I get up before the alarm 99% of my life. If I had a tail, I would wake up wagging it, just like my favorite running friend, my dog. There isn’t a thing I don’t love about the morning. It holds promise and potential in its fresh, outstretched arms.
Many mornings for as many years as I can remember, I’ve percolated the idea of writing something just for fun. Just for me. Today, my college-bound boy set up this space for me to do just that. It took him five minutes.
If you stumble upon it and want to read, be my guest. And if you too enjoy the jolt of a new day, you’re welcome to share here too.