Morning

Morning

I like morning.

I love morning.

I feel fresh in the morning.

I feel energized in the morning.

Optimistic.

Confident.

Morning is a gift.

Morning is the gift of a fresh start.

A do-over.

A chance for redemption.
Early morning is quiet and serene.*

Mornings are precious.

I love morning so much. 

I want to take advantage of every minute.

I might try to fit too much into my morning.

I want to go for my walk in the morning before it gets too hot.

I need to walk early in the day while I have the most energy.

I try to get maintenance stuff done in the morning so I can enjoy having my life in order for the rest of the day.

But…

I ALSO want to write in the morning while my mind is fresh and creative. In fact, I really like to write first thing in the morning before anything has a chance to distract me.

There are SO many things I want to do in the morning. 

Consequently I often try to do too much with my morning.

I expect too much from my morning.

Yikes!

I don’t want to spoil my morning by packing it too full.

Instead I want to find ways to cherish the morning. 

To respect it. 

To enjoy it.

To value it.

To celebrate morning. 

I choose to celebrate this morning.

I will celebrate tomorrow morning and every morning that I am given.

I appreciate morning as the fleeting moment that it is.

I savor morning as a fine thing of beauty and choose to handle it lovingly.

This is a Five-Minute Friday post.

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* Thank you, Busy B., for the reminder.