I'm a morning person! I didn't want to be. In fact, as a child, my mom gave me a poster (made with fabric paint from the 6o's) with a sleepy eyed yawning kid gripping a blanket, that clearly stated; "I'm ALLERGIC to Mornings". Of course that could be because I usually sneeze within 15 minutes of being awake. I've even worked night shifts, so that I could be blessed with the blanket of stars and moonlight (both of which I adore). Most of my friends and even my (soon to be ex) husband and my children all thrive as Night Owls. I whine... "Why??? Oh Why can't I be like them??" Staying up late, watching movies, playing games, chatting... facebook"ing", skulking around on the world wide web or reading into the wee hours of twilight....
Yet, before the first beam from the bright sun peeks over the horizon, my eyes pop wide open. I'm bright and cheerful with a smile on my face as I lay in my cozy bed. (most often before my alarm has a chance to buzz) I'm often accused of being "too" perky in the morning, but I just can't help myself. The day is filled with so many possibilities that I can not wait to start. I'm filled with the hope that today is going to be wonderful. I know the promise of a new beginning as the day starts and I'm up and apart of it. I have so much joy that I'm bursting at the seams. I am happy. Grounded. Centered. Peaceful.
Then it begins.... the List of things I need, want, should, have and better accomplish before I see my bed again. And for the rest of the day, I struggle to be a ray of sunshine.....
XOX
~Ursula
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