It is early morning as I write this. My house is quiet and peaceful. I woke up and took Bumblebee outside. I could still see the full moon even though the pinks of the morning sunrise were coloring the clouds.
My sick husband is asleep in the bedroom, hopefully when he wakes up he will feel better. The cats are passed out, Bumblebee is asleep on a pile of pillows. For now I am just really enjoying this moment of calm and quiet. I can sit and just feel the baby move around, drink some orange juice and have some time with my busy brain. Mornings seem to be a good time for this. I have a lot I plan to accomplish today, but none of it seems important right now.
Do you have a time of day or a place that feels as though it belongs to you?