I am happy because I got to wake up with my husband this morning. It doesn't matter if it was at 5:45 so that I could take him to the train. It wouldn't matter if it had been a Sunday morning where I had to get up at 4:30 in order to drive back from Baltimore to New Jersey for church. No matter what the hour, no matter how light or dark it is outside, waking up next to Matt makes me indescribably happy.
I just finished doing some reading over breakfast. And then I walked outside to the sunshine, and I chatted happily with a classmate...and the question entered my head "For a person who gets lonely and sad with relative ease, why is this morning feeling so good?" And I realized that I had to credit it all to starting my day off well: starting my day off in the arms of my husband.
It's not a hyperromantic thing. I have to believe that it is one of life's small but crucial blessings.
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ReplyDeleteAll the best to ya!