good morning, beautiful day

I have been disciplining myself to get to bed between 10&11pm (a far cry from my former night owl hours) for about a six weeks now. There is a definite, positive difference in the quality of my sleep and how my body feels. Last night I relapsed. 

Even knowing I should be up by 8 to attend a 9:30 meeting, I chose to play mindless computer games until after 1. Sleep probably came after 2. I knew I HAD to set my alarm to have any hope of being close to on time this morning. I chose 9, well aware I would be sacrificing much of my morning routine but I didn't see any other option.

I woke up without my alarm. It was early. I laid in bed for a few minutes thinking, "There is no way it is even close to 9. I don't know how early it is, but I'm not looking to see. I'll just close my eyes and hopefully get some more sleep." Then I glanced again into the hall and judging by the amount of light recognized this was an invitation to a rendezvous. I climbed out of bed and walked to the sewing room which has a great view of the eastern sky. 

I know it's difficult to hear, but the birds were just beginning to sing. And you can't feel it, but the air was crisp and clean. As I watched the sun continue to rise I realized what I had  subconsciously done last night was try to delay the arrival of today. Which is silly, because until God says otherwise, dawn will continue to usher in a new morning and subsequently a new day will unfold. I'm just unsure about what to do with this kind of day.

Eight years ago God welcomed Bill home and while I am thankful to know where he is, there are a whole bunch of us who miss him here. 

I walked away from the completed sunrise with a heart full of praise and a different mindset than I've had the last 7 August 29th's. Today I will more easily be focusing on the sights and smells and sounds of life, not ignoring the reality of death, but not allowing it to be front and center in my thoughts and emotions. 

Important Truth: Bill is more alive now than he was while he was here on earth.


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  1. Wonderful post. Bill was such a good man. He left you and the rest of us waaaay too soon. Hugs.

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