There is this moment on Saturday mornings when the whole world is still. The dawn is just barely breaking, birds are just starting to rustle in their nests and the air is still and cool. To my left I have a seven pound ball of fur curled up and jammed in my ribs. To my right my lightly snoring husband who is too far away in slumber to hear me stir. I’m careful not to disturb either, just yet. It’s in this single moment when thoughts of the day, to-do lists or responsibilities have yet to creep in to my mind and my world stands still. It’s the moment that I look forward to all week. A moment I stop and record regularly to keep fresh in my memory for when I need a minute of peace. It’s my favorite time. Nothing to do. Nobody to be. Just me and my whole world, for a second, until it’s gone, until next time.
My favorite time
24 Saturday Jan 2015
Posted Thoughts from Jenn
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