If we were having coffee…
The feel of the mug in my hand is weighted and warm. It is such a comfort on this cold March morning. The darkness of the morning sits around me and it is only by the soft glow of the small lamp that I am reading. I imagine the soft yellow glow around me as a bubble of light that fades to fuzziness as the dark and light battle for control. I am thankful for these quiet mornings where I wake before the rest of the house rises and steal a few moments for reading with coffee before the day kicks into motion.
If we were having coffee I would softly explain that I refuse to give any more power to the events of this week and I just want to draw fresh energy from this quiet moment.
If we were having coffee I would ask how your week went?
By Shari Marshall – 2019