Crisp

Been awake for some time now. Contemplating what is in order for the day. The cool, crisp morning begs me to get up and unfold in the sunlight.

I dare, I say to myself.

Glancing up at the warming sun I give thanks to dragging me from sleep. I say my thanks to the new breath of the morning, the allowance of me learning one more day, to Jehovah.

Leaning my head out into the air, I begin the day with a short walk. Nothing too brisk for work will demand my strength. And I must be standing tall.

But, yet, I won't allow the crud of a yesterday knock me down. Today is new. Plans. Goals. All that I hope to achieve, displayed so well in my mind.

Small victories only I understand. Yet that is the contentment I have. Fulfillment is achieved even in the tiniest step.

I smile, letting the morning bitterness chill me. Perfect way to get started.

Sure I don't expect anyone else to see it that way, but if you do - grand.

This morning is refreshing and new. Enjoy every seconds as though the last and never take for granted the ordinary things you do. I know I don't and I am grateful.

How about you?