Good Morning!

Up fairly early, cleaning up from last night, enjoying a cup of coffee and some peanut butter toast. Can’t help but recall seeing coffee (& cigarettes) in the morning, steam and smoke rising from the table, cream being poured in – just the right amount – how did she know how much that was? – and now I understand, almost perfectly.

Some things you need to have a good morning, like quietly warming light coming into the house, a radio show you can stand, nibblies and drinkies and the happiness of a drowsy puppy conflicted between demanding breakfast, or just napping on the pillow on the couch. Tough decision, that one. Did I mention the peaceful angel still resting, allowing me to have my morning awakedness? Well, that’s probably the center of my calm. Hope Mom had one of those in her life. Besides coffee with cream, that is.