A quiet house. A listening ear. Whispering a prayer of thanks before I throw back the covers. Slipping out of the warm bed and scrabbling quickly into my clothes to avoid a chill, turning on the teapot and the already-soaking oats to cook … these few minutes, well spent, set my path, serve to give me a jump start on the day.
I feel a bit accomplished! Even in opening wide the curtains to the dawn has an effect on my outlook….