Saturday, October 6, 2012

In The Wee Small Hours of The Morning

I love the wee small hours of the morning!  Literally!  Early morning is when I feel most like my "old" self.  I'm at my best!  Most of the time everything works fairly well-eyes, hands, feet, voice, mouth, esophagus...yeah, I think about my esophagus everyday!

I also love the song-it's from the 50's-recorded by Frank Sinatra (and countless others).  It's on my Sleepless in Seattle soundtrack performed by Carly Simon. Go's Carly Simon for goodness sake!

I wake up early each morning so I have time to count out and take necessary medications.  I wake up early so I have time to prepare breakfast, lunch, and snacks for the day (the esophagus remember).  I wake up early so I can do one or two things to take care of my family.  I wake up early-while the whole wide world is fast asleep-and think...

I think about the girl I used to be and I miss her...but then I breathe and keep thinking.

I think about the day before me and I dream BIG...then I smile and make a realistic plan.
I think about family and friends and pray for loved ones near and far while I'm eating s-l-o-w-l-y. 
I think about the tasks I left undone the night before and notice that many are lovingly and imperfectly completed.
I think about what I can do...and then I do it!

I love the wee small hours of the morning!