I love early mornings

Through blackest night, morning gently tiptoes, feeling its way to dawn." 

~ Robert Brault ~

Night-owl, that's what I used to be.. but with my illness that's changed. By night, I am worn out and my sharpness fades. It's not the deep sweetness for me that it once was.

  I prefer the early morning now...when it's so early that it's still dark. I feel hopeful...fresh.. quiet and pleasantly expectant.  I await with a happy mind enjoying the uncertainty..expecting that anything could happen in the hours ahead.

And I am ok with that. Change is as it should be, and being a morning person now is good in its own kind of sweet way.

I love the fresh possibilities of early morning...

Have a wonderful day!